It was hard to leave my host family. As the 'elder' in the family I was treated like royalty (family of origin take note, please...) and there was really no way to properly thank them. I made a dinner for them of my favorite chicken dish and gave the two sisters T shirts I had brought with me. Although we only spent a short time together, I'm sure we will keep in touch. The car is the neighbor's--I stopped dead in my tracks on the way home one day, as this is the car I drove in the states...
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