What's the song played at the end of every episode of the Lawrence Welk show?

Anyway- I had my final test today for Dutch. It was sweet. And so I leave tomorrow. We have our final meeting tonight. I did my last load of laundry- and I've signed up to check out of my room tomorrow morning at 8:30.

This is all sort of surreal. I can't decide if it feels like I just got here, or if I've been here for years. Sometimes it feels like both.

I'm all too excited to be in Pella. I miss it. I always do. I'm a freak. I want to walk down the snow covered streets of Pella- look in stores, say hello to strangers on the street and end with a warm coffee at Smokey Row. Note I said warm. Sometimes the coffee isn't very hot.

It's always hot in the Netherlands. And strong. I just want a piss-poor cup of Smokey Row House Blend.

Nasty Stuff, really.

I've packed up the fifth Harry Potter book to read on the way home. I have a three hour lay over in Washington D.C. I have a couple hours in Chicago. Chicago is so big, I think it'll take me the two hours to find the place my plane leaves.

But Chicago O'Hare sucks. I've never had a plane leave that place on time domestically. Sure, they get international flights out fine- but United is always delaying flights. I think I may have some luck being on the last flight to Des Moines, but that's just more reason to get my ass there on time.

Wish me luck. This has been fun. I've met some wonderful people, and I've had some wonderful times. I'll put up more photos once I get home to my room and my lovely computer.