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I ate well today.  After church, my landlords invited me over for a final Sunday roast dinner.  Ruth always makes a feast, with roast potatoes, yorkshire puddings, three veggies, and always a great dessert as well.  It was strange to say goodbye to my church here.  It still feels like I should see them again next week.

Not too long after my landlords' house, I went to central London, to a lovely Turkish restaurant for a goodbye dinner with my Sunday group of friends.  It was really nice that about fifteen friends came and another two or three texted that they couldn't make it.  The place I picked was new to us all, but it was a winner!

I love the many lanterns and the rough brick walls.  Each lantern is unique.  

We ordered balloon bread to have with the hummus.  I love it :) It is just a lighter form of a pita bread, and it's puffed up with hot air.  Obviously as soon as  you start to tear into it, the hot air escapes, but it's yet another little detail that I loved about this restaurant.  

Although it has made for another late night, I'm so glad we did this.  It has been important to say my goodbyes, even though they haven't seemed real to me.  I realized with surprise that I haven't cried at any of these goodbyes.  I'm normally a very weepy goodbye-r.  Even when my church prayed for me today, I didn't tear up.  (Others, like Laura, did!)  I will likely start to cry when saying goodbye at the airport, or when I say goodbye to Laura when Paul picks me up to take me to the airport.  Perhaps it could be a wet plane ride home.  Or perhaps it will hit me after I've been in the USA for a few months.  We shall see.  But for now, I must say goodnight.  Only one more full day in London remains.