I returned from Torre Pellice to find a note on my door: "There is a surprise for you in the refrigerator!" I expect a little leftover pizza, or maybe a hunk of local cheese. I find cheese all right...in the form of this state-of-the-art cheesecake, Hungarian/Italian style, made by Livia. Across the top, is my favorite Hungarian word, "Csodalatos," written in chocolate across a strawberry top. Oh my...for those of you who have been following along my journey, you will know the significance of that word in my life....
After a long conversation with Marco about the impact of this school, I decide that I have procrastinated long enough. I ride the elevator one last time to Room 321, finish packing, and take the garbage out. Bedtime arrives at around 10, as I stuff the last of the laundry in the suitcase, and set the alarm for 3 am. This part of the journey is over.
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