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It has been an emotional and busy past few weeks. I can hardly believe that my time in Macedonia is quickly drawing to a close... I feel too busy to think about it, honestly. There is an undercurrent of bittersweetness... ok, sadness, actually. The people and culture here are home to me. I feel really blessed in how the close of the semester has gone--Vodno girls (me and my housemates) had a house party at the end of May and got to hang out with some of our friend for the last time. It went amazingly well. Dragana shared the Gospel and some of our friends got connected to Macedonian staff. We enjoyed mini quiche, and other delicacies (to the horror and awe of our macedonian friends who have never seen such food in their lives).


Please pause for an

Ode to the mini quiche...



oh mini quiche.... le petite quiche

so delicious and teeny tiny

smaller than a real quiche but just as tasty

I love to munch munch munch

and revel at your savory loveliness.

can I please eat, le petite quiche

until the very end of time?


I must also mention that I ate mini quiche every single day while I was in Paris two weeks ago, because it was sold on every street corner. Oh the bliss.