Not the way that it should end, it's the way it should begin

Krasimir's leg got a little worse, so me and Christina helped Kane drive the rental cars back. I got pulled over by a cop. He was a real country-town sheriff. I had a license but I couldn't even find car registration from Kane's car. He kept chatting with me for 10 minutes and decided I don't need a ticket! Thank you!!

Headed to DC, to do some dance related work again with my dance group from NY. Was a nice trip apart from my wallet getting stolen on a bus. F you thief, I had everything important in there! The conference was good, the performance went well. Also, met up with Anett for dinner, I hadn't seen her for 5 years, when she last was in Estonia.

Coming back after a couple of days, stopped at Krasimir's place, helped him clean up and chilled there for a while. It was Tim's birthday, so we went for dinner to a Texas roadhouse. Driving there, had 10 people in one car.. and the cops stopped us. I feel like it's a little bit too many interactions with cops in one week. Basically, Kane didn't have the inspection certificate, drivers license, the people on the back didn't have seat belts on, plus there was too many of them, and then there was us.. in the trunk. Luckily, they just gave him a warning and a 20 dollars fine. The most embarrassing moment came when the officer opened the trunk and we had to get out, holding back laughter so hard, not knowing if to say sorry or thank you. The moment still makes me laugh. The food was extremely delicious and we gave a secret hint to the staff, that Tim is the birthday boy, so he got a very loud and noisy happy birthday and "Jiiiiiihhhaaaa". We had bought him an ice-cream cake from Coldstone, which was lighted up and tasted amazing as well. After dinner another international night out altogether at Cellar. Back at I-House, borrowed Yuki's guitar and chilled down in the laundry room with Chris. Just when about to go to bed the guys decided to start a war on the 3rd floor. Shaving cream, cupcake icing.. Whole 3rd floor looked like a war zone. I was dying of laughter and glad, we were not busted and kicked out of the house.

Thursday - eggghunt! Easter is here, we colored some real eggs, and hunt for chocolate eggs, running around like kids, gotta love these moments. A house party at Kane's, always a blast! Met everybody at Esteban's later downtown. Plus of course the usual casual craziness on the 3rd floor to end the night. Today, had breakfast altogether in the house and an international lunch at Nick and Britney's house. A calm, fun afternoon, discussing the world and the customs. It's amazing to have people from more than 10 different nations at one table.

Had a really really good last weekend, including a pretty crazy LOCO-themed proper party-night on saturday. Love my people to bits! Went to the movies on sunday: "American Reunion" is a lovely movie. Ate delicious chinese at Lavender and had a passionfruit bubble-tea, which probably is one of my favorite drinks ever, had an evening chillout at the I-House, sneaking some Mexican beer inside, listening some new fraternity pledges sing all kind of funny songs (with pretty decent voices), and at midnight decided to watch "The Help". Oh cruel cruel world, I liked the movie a lot, it was honest and sincere, the jokes were so on point and it was not overly dramatic but the reality gave the emotion.

Monday, the last day in Morgantown, especially the night. Everybody had so much stuff to do, but still came out to Shooters. We had the whole bar to ourselves, had a blast! When Chris, Seb, Vianney and some others had to leave but 5 minutes later came back for a last beer.. it led to a long night. Ended it on top of Morgantown, literally. Went back to the condemned houses and had the last look over the town. Tuesday morning was the hardest. The saying good bye part again.. when it finally hit me, I could not stop crying,

I am gonna miss all that spontaneity, how we go out, how we end up in random places, how we sometimes act like kids and have so much fun going crazy, the anything-but-ordinary conversations, or just go to Wal-Mart to race the small golf-cars, drive in regular cars with 10 people inside, etc etc.. there are so many stories, so many memories.. I had the time of my life.. really did. In Morgantown, in NYC and all other places we visited, the dancing scene in NY, the incredible opportunity thanks to Jess and Alex, the kids I taught, Couchsurfing events and all the wonderful people I met through that, all over the world.. the gallery openings and open-bars, cool indie concerts, gospel church, the streets that never sleep, the urban streets filled with graffiti, good food.. the weirdest people on the streets or in the subway, Nicky's Harlem palace, all kind of holidays and festivals from every culture.. These are just some of the things to remember forever.. and the people - deep-deep in my heart!