So, today I am leaving. Leaving a beautiful country, leaving those I have come to love so much, leaving good friends, and leaving the family that I now call my own. Five months, gone. They just flew by, like it was yesterday. And now that I´ve said my goodbyes to all those I have to come to know and love, there is only one more goodbye left. Goodbye. To a beautiful country that I have come to love. To the mountains, to the jungle, and to the people that live. Saying Goodbye never works out like you want it to. You always want to say it with meaning and love and maybe a little sadness. But then it is over, in a moment. Goodbye. How do I say goodbye to all those little ones that have come to mean so much to me. Goodbye. Lots of hugs to warm the soul, smiles, and a few tears. ¿Will I ever come back?. ¿Will I ever again see these ones that have blessed my life so much? And so I give one last salute. A final farwell.
Goodbye Bolivia.
