It's 2:30am and I am crashing in the desolate JFK terminal 4 on my way back to Stellenbosch after an 8 day visit to Saint Louis. Two things I've learned today: not all taxis take credit cards and not all airports are open 24/7. I flew out of Saint Louis and after a two hour delay I was on my way to Newark. I was feeling a bit nauseous from the flight so I decided to splurge and take a taxi from Newark to JFK instead of the alternative of a series of trains and subways. I found out halfway through the drive that I needed cash and I had to have the driver take me to an ATM - no big deal, just another $30! Anyway, now I'm camping out by the check-in counters with a handful of other weary travelers because apparently I can't check in for another few hours. A bed sounds really great right about now. Too bad I have another 54 hours of flights and layovers...
My visit home was really great even though it was too short! I don't feel like I stopped going the entire week yet I didn't do most of the things I had on my to-do list. For the most part I just hung out with my family since my aunt and little cousin were in town from Switzerland. I picked and carved pumpkins, picked apples, stuffed my face with my aunt's delicious cooking, visited Bread Co. over once a day on average, saw a couple of much missed friends and attempted a few crafts I found on my new obsession, Pinterest. Yes, we made a candle out of a clementine! It was so great to come back for a bit of Fall also. Fall is my favorite season and is up there with Bread Co. on the list of things I miss the most. I'm not going to lie, I was a bit sad to leave - I think I was half dreading the long venture back to Cape Town and half wanting more time in Saint Louis. I will be back in two months for Christmas though! At that point I'm not sure where my life will be headed - I could be staying in Stellenbosch for a few more months, continuing to work at Women on Farms Project or there is the possibility of moving back to Boston with a friend and starting up a wedding planning business. Or maybe living at an ashram in India for awhile? Who knows!
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