Today has been my last real day of work. Sally starts on Monday and it's all down hill from there.
Today was also KPL's 36th birthday, so there was a party atmosphere pervading. The office decided to throw a baci ceremony (I can't fill you in on this now as I'm too drunk to type, but will later, promise) in my honour.
I was presented with a beautiful, if somewhat gaudy, certificate thanking me for my service and had a bunch of white strings tied around my wrists for good luck (seriously, I'll fill in the blanks when I sober up).
The baci was also to welcome Sally, but as no one really knows her yet, she was spared most of the drinking punishment - though it may be that she can just hold her liquor better than I can, which wouldn't be a surprise at all, actually.
Anyway, the last 9 months have added up to this one drunken, dancing party. I guess it could have been worse.
I'm going to stop typing now and get some work done, though I have no idea how the paper will read tomorrow as I'm a little too drunk to be editing anything, still I'm sure it will make interesting reading...
Photos to follow.