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30 September 2001
rome. the bus ride felt like i was going home. and in a way this is. i'll be here through may. but stef's not here. so it can't be home.
i'm glad that homestay is over though. leaving was a little sad. my family was very nice. and dealt really well with the whole vegan thing. i know i'm a terribly difficult guest. but all the same, it's nice not to have to worry about communicating in italian or getting up early enough to catch a bus and do something with my day.
rushed to the library to get at my email as soon as we got back. lots of crap to sort through. some very nice emails from friends. only sent two short messages back out because of course everyone else was waiting too.
so more email tomorrow. italian homework that pretty much slipped my mind for the whole of homestay. maybe a new pair of pants.