Today was a hectic mess of plane ticket catastrophes. There was a good few hours where Owen and I thought that we weren’t going to be able to leave at all today, as there was no record of my flight in the Brussels Airline’s system. Luckily, with the help of an incredibly patient Owen and our travel agent who woke up to our call at 5am her time, we’re set. Now if only the football game at the stadium we have to drive past doesn’t make us miss our flight…we’re giving ourselves an extra hour and a half to get to the airport, and then we’re out. Au revoir Kinshasa!

To everyone who read this blog, offered advice, support, sympathy, photo tips, and shared in my excitement, thank you. I had no idea this blog would take off like it did, and when I finally started tracking pageviews a month ago I was blown away and almost gave myself a case of writer’s block in astonishment at how many people were reading it. I wish you the best in all of your adventures. I hope Photokapi will have the chance to be revived upon a potential return to Kinshasa.

Congo, I will someday learn enough French or Lingala to write you epic love letters. Thank you for sharing your wonderful people, beautiful skies, epic thunderstorms, strange lizards, and delicious food with me. The past three months have drastically altered my outlook on the world. I will be forever stronger for my experiences here. A bientot, j’espere.