oh, the people you meet.
That girl who looked like Angelina Jolie and always wore cute necklaces and sandals.
The lady who came to me during worship crying out 'hallelujah'.
The adorable girl who lost her voice and who thought that art museum was as boring as I thought it was.
Sarah, who grew up with Laura Ingalls and Anne Shirley and yeah why does she live in Texas.
The blonde gal with the colourful laugh and big love for Princess Diaries.
Two hardworking, kind german lads who make two amazing friends and I miss them.
That man who went barefoot or flipflopfoot in the cold and the rain.
The 18-year-old called Charity Priscilla Charlotte who I bonded with instantly cuz we like clothes and chocolate.
The amazing, wisdom-filled young lady I prayed with and will never forget.
That girl with braids reaching her mid-thighs.
Two sisters from Aberdeen with cute smiles.
The guy who automatically speaks French to everyone because he wants to learn it.
His wife, who used to run a photographer business and is so cool and artsy.
Their baby boy called Levi who looks like a baby version of the singer in La La Land.
The Flemish preacher who wears checked shirts and uses snapchat like a teen.
The beautiful girl from Atlanta who's going to make the best primary teacher.
The red-head girl who never eats veggies and has a tattoo on her foot.
Those two girls from Holland called Naomi and Hanna who, as it turned out, we have mutual friends. It's a small world.
Rachael, who is the queen of dungarees and who says 'amazing' a lot and sometimes randomly hiccoughs.
The theology student with whom it's easy as a snap to delve into a deep conversation with.
The three guys I beat at the card game Nerves twice. It was great to beat them.
The girl with the cute northern British accent and quirky style I went hiking with.
These past two weeks have been crammed with amazing people. I love them and I miss them. And I love that literally the only thing these guys have in common is that they love Jesus. Gah, it gives me chills - so many different people from different places and with different faces... all brothers and sisters in Christ. All bonded in a deep way no-one can really explain.
Kay bye. (I urgently need sleep.)