See you again

I'll be on the plane home in a couple of days. It feels like I've been away from the US forever. There are a lot of things I'm excited for like seeing my family and eating Steak and Shake, but there are a lot of things I'm not looking forward to.

• Not having people jump up and down, wave to me, and scream "howareyou?" at the top of their lungs when I walk by just because I'm a mzungu.
• Not being able to play with every kid I see on the street for fear of being arrested.
• Not being able to eat mangos off any tree whenever I want.
• Not being able to have 300,000 units of currency in my wallet.
• Not being able to feed the monkeys.
• Not being able to bargain for ten minutes over the price of a plastic bag.
• Not being able to show card tricks to people who believe in witchcraft.
• Not being able to buy vodka in a plastic bag.
• Not being able to buy chickens in a plastic bag.
• Not being in Africa

Thanks for reading, if you've enjoyed reading this blog as much as I've enjoyed writing it, I've done a good job. I was going to entitle this post "goodbye," but there is no word for goodbye in Swahili, instead the standard parting sentiment is kwaheri ya kuonana or see you again.
I'll be spending the summer in Chicago and St. Louis. I look forward to seeing you all soon.

Aaron