Everyone is sad to go, for a variety of reasons. Cairo is like home, and no one wants to go back to the real world, outside of our bubble. But one of the biggest causes of sadness is that we have all gotten so close so quickly. Massages, relentless teasing and snuggling en masse have become a regular part of our group culture. We all have little nicknames (some more loving and adorable than others…) and almost all the roommates love each other.
I don’t know what I’m going to do when I’m not greated by 25 Great Americans every morning at breakfast. I will miss Brendan’s goofy laugh, Sarah’s practical advice and Nana’s insanity. There will be no more “anonymous” lovenotes from Meaghan, fake sermons by Khalid or constant freestyling from Ray. I didn’t come here intending to find all these people who would become so important to me. In fact, I didn’t think about the social aspect at all. But I’m glad our ragtag bunch was the group I was lucky enough to join, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
So to my Dialogue family, (which includes a creepy, plastic anatomically correct new addition): thank you, I love you, I’ll miss you. I hope to see everyone at our welcome back hafla, and I’m so glad we’ve already started planning reunions. You’re all welcome to stay with me at NU or in Reading any time, and I can’t wait to see how our friendships transition stateside.
Dennis Sullivan gave us some good advice: don’t think that you may never come back. Just enjoy it and think about when you’ll be back. For me, I think it has to be soon. I’m as in love with Cairo as I am with travel. Now I just need to find a way to make Northeastern pay for it all.