what the what. my goodbye party is over. lots of people came, including some i had never met (that’s when you know there are more wazungu in busia than usual). i finally succeeded in opening bottles with other bottles (no opener needed!) (it hurts!). bastien broke a wine bottle in a funny spot when trying to demonstrate how i should open a bottle with a running shoe. we danced a bit. my friends gave me a new Wall of Love (ie photo collage) that is perfect in every way. they wrote nice things on it. i’m once again on the verge of tears. no mascara tomorrow. oh, and i haven’t started to pack yet.