And when it ends

Well, my journey back to Provo begins in the morning before the sun rises. My study abroad in Mexico is at an end.

You may be expecting me to return home thoroughly bronzed with an extensive Spanish vocabulary, complete with accent. Unfortunately, I am only slightly bronzed with a functional vocabulary and a glaringly obvious American accent. I hope no one is too disappointed.

Most of my overarching thoughts have been put up here periodically as they came to me, more or less. However, as anything ends, we're expected to look back and wrap things up. Illustrate a moral to the story, if you will. SO rather than repeat what I've said before, let's run through what this trip has given me, shall we?

A stamp in my passport.
The oh-so-impressive "Study Abroad to Mexico" on my credentials, therefore increasing my merit as a human being.
An 'A' in Spanish 205.
A few friends on facebook who only speak Spanish.
A distinct tan line.
Three jars of salsa and one bottle of cajeta.
Fifteen more close friends.
An appreciation for tap water.
Material for the Mexico video (in progress).
Close to 1,000 pictures.
A Mexican soccer jersey (remember the World Cup? Yeaahh).
Two CDs of Latin music.
A handful of Mexican sayings.
More appreciation for being with Austin again.
New regard for my pale skin.
Gratitude for being a native English speaker.
A greater understanding of humanity as a whole.
Intense cravings for Chinese food.
An addiction to nightly thunderstorms.
Thrashed feet and a battered pair of chacos.
An obsession with weddings.
A love for Spanish cathedrals.
New ideas for food back home.
One sick 90's playlist.
The experience of trying and falling in love with filled churros.
A legit ISP bag.
A bee sting.
Drive to continue learning Spanish.
A desire to live in the city.
A need to travel more in the future.

I'd say the trip was a success. Yeah?