Archive for January 11th, 2011

January 11, 2011

Between Georgias

Outside my parent's home in A-town.

Snow is falling on the buckeyes here in the heart of it all. This is the first time since I was in Denver for Christmas last year that I’ve experienced this—sitting inside on a day where the snow doesn’t stop falling. Waking up with grass and finding it disappeared by noon. Now everything in this flat countryside is white, still fairly untouched by men with big trucks. Maybe the blanket of flakes is endless—as far as I can tell it is.

I moved from Americus, Ga. Friday, then headed to run (jog?) a half marathon in Orlando, Fla. Now I’m back in little old Archbold, Ohio. Packing. And getting a hair cut. And enjoying the snow.

I’ll fly from Detroit>>Chicago>>Istanbul>>Tbilisi beginning late Friday afternoon. For six months I will do my best to teach some English in a part of the world pretty well unknown to me (as of yet!).

For the first 18 years of my life whenever I packed to go somewhere, I did so knowing my friend Fern would be there too. We tended to make the same (awesome!) social choices…or, our parents did. Whether it be a sleepover, kids camp, church camp or a choir trip, if Fern was there, so was I. I’ve always said this has trained me to be a lousy packer. She never forgot anything and if I did, she had extra. Chances are I will forget all of the important things as I head to Georgia. So, Fern, you should probably come along.

Otherwise, I have to hope that the rumors of Georgia being the most hospitable place on earth are true. And that my host family will help me out. I look forward to finding out!

P.S. It’s 1-11-11! Even better, in Georgia, that is probably 11-1-11! Oh, how I love palindromes and numerology and Andrew Bird.

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