- Visit the heart of ongoing protests in the vain search for pillowcases, giving yourself blisters in the process
- Throw a (lame) party by getting a pity invite to someone's house and inviting the five people you know and can communicate with
- Spend six hours downloading the latest Gossip Girl (he he, guilty pleasure) so you can have something to do later
- Insist on carrying everything with you, even if it means your suitcase is 10 kg overweight
- Take a company car to the airport, accompanied only by the students who were ordered to come with you
- Get bitten by a potentially rabid dog while peacefully walking down the street literally 30 meters from your house
Wait. . . What?
That's not a very nice way to say goodbye to the people and country you've lived in and dedicated 7 months of your life to!
Congratulations, you've figured out that the way to say goodbye is both a) not as is described above and b) non-existant.
Of course there's no way to say goodbye, and goodbye is mostly just a new beginning as is illustrated here,
and certainly not an entire country,except to relive your greatest memories and enjoy your closest friends. I couldn't do that, mostly because of the protests and because of the Songkran holiday, but that doesn't mean I resent it. Except for the dog bit. I'll get into that later, as well as a potentially tearful goodbye to Mercy. .
Just wanted to let you know that I'm alive, and indeed out of danger in terms of protests, though not necessarily dogs.