The past 2 days have been really difficult; I'm not ready to say goodbye to my classmates and family. Seeing them upset upon my departure has brought me to tears. Who would've imagined that people you've only known for 3 weeks could have that sort of effect on you. Chengdu has become my second home; I have made so many relationships here that I feel obliged to come back. Upon leaving school the rest of the cohort, their counterparts, and I went to KTV, which is the Chinese version of Karaoke. It was very enjoyable and made my day so much better. One of my best experiences while abroad has to be while we were hiking Mt. Qingcheng. The shrines there display the immense amount of culture China has and the scenery is breath-taking. Now as I sit on the plane I feel joy rather than sorrow because I know I will return one day.
