I am so used to writing these in email form, it feels a bit stiff at first to type into a blog, but I'm going to force myself, now that I may have something interesting to write about. (My life is always interesting to me, of course, since I'm a complete narcissist).
My boyfriend John and I are standing at the edge of our six month journey to Peru, to teach. With anxiety, bewilderment, but mostly with relief. I am currently reading "Prodigal Summer" and think that Kingsolver describes perfectly the necessity of this trip, this undertaking:
"A thirst of eons that no one living could keep from reaching to slake, once water was at hand."
The teaching gig is water to someone who over the last year since graduating has become mightily thirsty.
Our plane leaves on July 22nd for Fort Lauderdale. Then on to Lima, where we will be awarded 90-day visas. Then on to Cusco, and a job that requires me to wear "adult clothes."
I will try and regularly update this, timidly at first. Keep it interesting for you readers, all of whom speckle the wallpaper to my happiest of memories.
- Lex
