Yesterday I had lunch for the first time at the cafeteria on the University of Hamburg campus. It was very good, much better than at Bucerius, although it's a little far and I have no relationship with the cafeteria ladies there... It's walkable, but not quite close enough to be an expedient solution for most of my lunchtime dining needs. However, it is cheap: I had a large goose drumstick, potato dumplings, pickled red cabbage, chocolate mousse, and hot chocolate for 3.80 euros. A nice, filling, very German meal.
Then in the evening the school had a closing ceremony for the international students. The heads of the school and the international program made nice speeches and we got certificates for our participation and a few other souvenir gifts. We're not quite done yet – there's more exams next week – but things are winding down and we're all rushing around making plans for the last time we will get to see each other.
People keep asking me if I'm getting excited about going home, and I always seem so taken aback by the question. Because the answer is no. If I'm home, I can't be here. And I really like it here. Plus I'm starting to become aware of just what I will miss when I'm not here anymore, and how much.