Goodbyes are hard. It's slowly been hitting me that a lot of time is going to pass before I see everyone I love. I left this morning (really early) and had to say good bye to my family and Biermann. It was hard to hear my mom tell me that she was scared for me. Hopefully her fears will abate as she hears how much fun I'm having. I flew to San Fran then got on another plane for Philadelphia. About halfway through the flight, I realized I was sitting next to another guy who was going to Senegal with the Peace Corps. We ended up chatting the rest of the way there, and felt lucky that we didn't have to try and find a shuttle to the hotel by ourselves. When I got to the hotel, I met my roommate, and then the three of us went to dinner at this pretty cool pizza place. We are staying in the historic district, so we decided to walk around and look at all the old buildings. I felt like I was in the movie National Treasure because I was seeing all the places depicted in it. All the history here is really cool. Now I'm just hanging out in my room about to go to bed. Orientation starts tomorrow afternoon. It'll be interesting that's for sure.
I miss you all!
First day away...
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3 comments:
ahhh Nod!! I meant to put a comment on my geocaching post like "don't worry Nod, I'm not taking your place with Katie and geocaching!" :) We chatted about you while we were out...I know you are the real geocacher! We miss you!!!!!!!! Is it too late for you to come back?!! :)
Have so much fun Jared! Keep us posted as much as possible. Wish I could have been there Saturday night.
Tammy
Hey Jared,
Wow, I've definately been there more than once. Leaving camp was hard. I miss maintenance at camp too. The good thing is that spending two years of your life in another culture and worldview is so broadening! You will see everything differently. Life will carry different smells, textures, eyes and hands around you. While camp is amazing - it is still secluded and it is its own little world. You are getting to visit a new world. I'm already trying to figure out how to get back to the places that I've been that I still have dreams in. After I came back from Romania, I would go to sleep and be back in Bucharest - every night for a while. Enjoy the change, and pace your heart.
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