It's crazy to think that I have been here for two and a half months already. I am nearly halfway through my internship here in Byron. It is definitely a bit sad because time is flying by. People leave and move on and new travelers arrive.
Because I am waiting for a package from my boyfriend, I checked the mail this morning. No package for me, but I did find a humorous envelope from back in September:
I instantly laughed because I remembered when Conor got arrested for his DUI on the first night I was back in Byron after my week at Spot X. Conor actually left the country before his court date, so I would assume the police were trying to hunt him down.
Shenanigans like that are really going to make me miss this place.
