this is a picture of me falling in love with my host family. i went bowling with alicia and clari, and shocking to all, i actually won. i'm beginning to realize as things wind down that i may never see these people again. alicia, with her larger than life laugh, luli, with her silly boyfriend, clari, who's sat in bed with me watching american movies in spanish, and agus, who took my friends and me into his group and showed us that buenos aires is every bit as good as the advertisements. it's so surreal to consider the idea of this family never meeting mi familia estadounidense, but 7,000 miles can do that to you. in a couple of days i'll say good-bye to all of them: an act i can't even imagine.