After an exhausting day of travel, I just want to make one last note in this journal about how much I've learned and how sad it was to leave.

Even after my travels to Eastern Europe, Western Europe, Asia Pacific, and now North Africa, I still don't know if I'm ready to call myself a "Global Citizen." No matter where I am, I learn something new everyday, and I have a new appreciation everyday. I am so lucky and so privileged, and I can't be thankful enough for those things.

The people I've met abroad have been phenomenal, and none moreso than the Moroccans. My host family opened up their hearts and their homes to me. My peers opened up their lives and dedicated themselves to helping us out and getting to know us, and are now our life-long friends.

I only hope that one day I will be able to return to Morocco, and I plan to make it a goal to see to it that I do. This past week was one of the best week's of my life, and I can't say enough good things about it. To the details mentioned in the blog to things that were left out like the trip to hamam, the nicknames (all Americans got Moroccan nicknames, Moroccans got American nicknames - mine was "Mountassir"), and countless other experiences, it was a blast and was a wonderful experience that was not only educational but fun!