Neither of us had finished packing, and I hadn’t even started. We mozyed on over to Rachel’s to pick up a few things, and then drove around to our different banks, depositing checks, withdrawing cash, and comparing the complimentary coffee. We allowed ourselves to have a nice farewell treat of Panda Bowls and Sno-Balls. I got back to the house around 6, and finally started laying out things to take, had a last dinner with my parents, and finished packing around 11 under the watchful eyes of my parents and the guiding wisdom of Rick Steves’ packing list. Rachel, Julian, Christina, and Tam came over and we had a nice little going away party, culminating in a group hug and some “Where Do You Go to My Lovely?” to make it an official goodbye. We watched some LOST, and called it a night.
