This is me -- after spending eleven challenging and rewarding weeks in Kenya, spilling my hot coffee on the random guy sitting beside me on an 8 hour flight, hiking through the streets of Paris for miles because we misread the metro map (and are low on Euros), not understanding the French word for turn "left", having only four hours left before the next flight leaves, and feeling extremely grimy and tired -- at the Eiffel Tower. And I wouldn't change a thing except for maybe spilling my coffee on that poor guy, who I tried to apologize to in three languages while he just looked at me blankly.
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