*Tears*Tears*Tears* 

Carly left today at 12:15.  We all got up and went to breakfast together.  Carly and I shared our last cups of Earl Grey.  About an hour before her taxi everyone started converging on our room to goof around a little and finally say goodbye. I had to walk out of the room at one point because I burst out crying.  Weird.  I never cry.  Then we carried her stuff through the turn-stiles for her and sent her on her way.  We could all tell that as soon as she sat in the taxi she was starting to lose it.  We ran around the circle and met the taxi on the other side just to wave one more time.  It's was so hard saying goodbye when I have no idea when I will see her again.  That has been the theme of the week for me....

I've spent the afternoon by myself packing, walking around the park, and last minute souvenir shopping on Baker Street.  It's starting to rain.  How fitting.  Four gorgeous days of warmth and sunshine and now, in my last few hours of being here it's raining.  Everything is pretty much packed up.  I have no idea how it all fit, but my suitcases are SO heavy!  Full of new clothes, dirty clothes, souvenirs, and memories.