Get the hell outta here!!

It's 12:30am, the morning of my departure for the City of Brotherly Love. I finally packed, having only been gathering this last week. Oops. Turns out, I should have done this a few days ago and then pruned, repacked, and pruned some more. I got a lot of crap.

The problem isn't weight. There's 30 lbs in the backpack, 30 lbs in the duffel bag. I'm 20 lbs under PC's limit, which almost makes me want to find 20 more pounds of stuff, just to meet my limit. But where, oh where, would I stick it? I'm sure I have too much clothing and not enough "stuff". I just have NO IDEA.

PC never sent me the packing list, as promised. Jerks. I took... 6 skirts, 6 shirts, skivvies (lots), socks, jammies, bikini, comfies, . . . . books, journals, film, eyeball stuff, shit - I haven't even packed any shoes yet, a wind-up flashlight, suntan lotion, binoculars, um..

Really, I think it will all be fine. I just want to get there, get settled and not think about it again. Or, at least, get there, get settled and actually be able to assess the situation and appreciate what was brought, rue what was left, and find peace in between.

Contact info... I believe I'll be keeping this blog, as is. I will most certainly post a new site if I change my mind. Mail shall be sent to: (me), Peace Corps Trainee / PO Box 30518 / Nairobi, Kenya / AFRICA I encourage a regimine of 1 letter per week for best results.

Thanks!!

Return to the Great White North

I quit my job at the end of April (!!!!) and immediately celebrated with a trip north. Lucky me had gotten a plane ticket from the bosses for Winter Solstice and I didn't have to drive. What a relief!

I stayed with Jess D. and partied like a college kid. It was GREAT! Drinking every day, dancing, hugging cute boys, all without the weight of finals or classes or any of that crap. Being out and about like that let me see all the people I missed but couldn't contact or was just more 'acquainted' with. Man...

I met a lot of famous people, too. Jess's new beau, the hunk I want her to marry; Katie, my buddy's lil sis; Jess's lil bro's, who are on their way to fame; and a couple of foreigners, including a Kenyan gal.

I just... love it. I love it so much.