So I had a choice, regarding the date I’d leave Syria. Either I’d leave with my two younger brothers on the 3rd of May, or wait till mid June and leave with William and my mom. So I figured since I was leaving and leaving, I might as well hang on that extra month and enjoy a nice Syrian summer.
Well, we all know that Arabic saying – or at least the Arabs do. “You plan and I plan, and God does what He plans” – or something. So a few morning afterwards I wake up revving to go. I’m planning on hitting the gym – which I haven’t set foot in in a month – and registering for a full month. I get dressed and go to tell my mom, and walk in on my mum and brother talking.
The topic of conversation?
William wants to leave in July.
Well that’s all well and good for Will. I, on the other hand, have a problem with that. Namely my courses that expire at the end of June. The courses whose exams I’m planning on writing in Calgary. The exams for which I have to be physically present IN Calgary in order to write. You feel me?
So here I am. Leaving in nine days. May 11th, 12:45am.
Goodbye Syria. It’s been a fun – if exhausting – 2 years and 10 months. See you in the future. Distant that is =P