To finish it off..

I woke up at 7:19am on Friday. Tricia, in the floor, magically slept through the lady saying, "up, down, up, down, side-to-side." We didn't leave my apartment until 12:45. We had Cinnabon for breakfast. Then, we went to Tricia's apartment, so she could get around. We went to a hospital near my house (but not the kids hospital). Our friend had a punctured lung and his surgery is today (19 May). I haven't heard how it went, but I am waiting. He wanted us to change our flights so that we could hang out more.
When we left after visiting hours were over at 6, Tricia and I walked to the bus stop. I was really sad. I said good bye to the friend in the hospital, and then I had to say bye to Tricia. We hugged, said stupid things about Liga soccer and such. Then, got on the Ecovia. That was my last ride on the Ecovia. I sat down and it was practically empty. Apparently, Ecuador wanted me to remember the Ecovia in a pleasant manner....
I took everything out of my bags to try to fix the weight problem. I took a break and had tea with Camila. Then, I went back at it. Margarita, Camila, and Ximena gave me a card and said sweet things. Margarita cried a little. We worked out how the morning would go. Ximena called me to come to the kitchen, so I did. She gave me a seperate card and a CD. It was sweet.
I stayed up until 2:00am. I took a nap for 20 minutes, then got up and got myself ready and finished throwing crap in the suitcases.
Margarita called Luis Eduardo (worker boy Luis) at 3:20 so he'd be up at the apt at 3:30 to take things down. The taxi arrived, and I hugged Margarita. I went down the stairs really sad. The taxi driver (mini van, the ONLY mini van I saw the entire time in Ecuador lol) and his friend talked back and forth and occasionally asked me things.
At the airport, I had to take 9 lbs out of 1 of my suitcase..nightmare. My hairdryer ended up being tied to my carry-on. I made my way to my gate, A4, and the people there searched my red pull bag and my bookbag. Then, we couldn't get either closed back right. I sat on the floor for 15 minutes before I got it all situated right. I got back in my chair and 10 minutes later, a lady collects 5 people, including me, because we have 1 bag that was randomly selected to be checked by the popo. 4 of the 5 of us went to USFQ. We all questioned how random that check actually was. When the guard asked me something and I gave him a blank stair, he asked if I spoke Spanish. Since it was 5am, I gave him the very delayed response of a little. He chuckled and went about his business.
I sat next to a couple who had a little baby, maybe 3 months old. They were sweet.
Flights all on time, made it to OKC at 3:50pm. Lindsey met me at the excalators to go down to baggage claim. Mom and Dad were late.... but they drove us and Ephraim to Norman.
And that was the end of Ecuador, Spring 2009.