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Where is Moldova, anyway?

Musings on my Peace Corps experience in this small, Eastern European, Republic.
 

T-two weeks and counting...

So today marks two-weeks-left-in-the-United-States. Oye. I thought I had been "preparing" all summer... but clearly, I was mistaken. I have a lot of packing to do, a lot of errands to run, and a lot of "affiars" to take care of... (who knew someone with so little to her name could have so many affiars?). All this stuff is building up but what I really want to do is spend time with the people I won't see for a while.... so call me!

On another note, now that I sorted through my room, books and clothes-- my room at home is actually liveable for once. Oh the irony.
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