These are the ridiculous stairs that I had to climb everyday. They may not look it, but they are a killer and they wrap around the corner that's not in the picture. Also in the picture you can see that they were digging up the stairs, and everything else, for about 3 months 
Casa de Dracul. I thought it would look a little grander than it does. It was a lot like seeing the Plymouth rock for the first time. You think it is going to be this huge grandiose thing, and then it turns out it's just a rock. Also, the restaurant inside is sort of pricey, but worth it.
The clock tower in the center of town-that is four minutes slow. It's great on a big tourist day they all crowd around it with their cameras waiting for the hour to strike when a puppet comes out and bags a pot-really not that impressive, especially at 1.
House on the Rock, where all of our classes were, and the computer lab. It looks pretty with the snow, but a couple of days after this picture was taken it rained, so now it's just really muddy outside again.
The outside of the house I've been living in for the past 3 and a half months. Ali was so excited the first day we pulled up in front of it because it's pink and green. At that point it wasn't hard for her to get excited about something here.
My sisters, who I will miss dearly. Anita is in front of me on my left, Timmy is right next to her. Rahel, Rachel in English, is next to me and of course in front of her is Ali.
I will definitely miss my family here, and my supervisor. But I am more than a little excited to get back to America where I can understand what people are trying to say to me, where I can read signs again. The girls and I joke that we'll probably just sit in a restaurant staring at the menu because we'll be able to actually read what the menu says.
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What does "bags a pot" mean? I'm having trouble picturing it.
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