I've never been more homesick than realizing I won't be able to go to the Giants World Series parade on Wednesday. It isn't the same being far from the fanaticism SF has for its baseball team. But the Giants have their second WS victory in three years. Worth the sleep deprivation that results from sleeping at 5am consecutive nights in a row.
It's still freezing. My host mom, however, continues to spoil me. She put thick blankets on my bed, and came in with a steaming mug of hot chocolate. She even gave me a goodnight kiss. Suddenly the night becomes less cold when your heart is warmed by the kindness and generosity of others. :)