The whole experience was so surreal. The darkness, the novelty, the movie-like setting gave the whole evening a dreamy quality that was hard to shake. Yet the feelings, the friendships that were already forming, the thrill of shimmying down mine-shafts and up rickety, wooden ladders, that all felt real. Refreshingly real.
Two Weeks Notice: A Letter About Returning Home
Today is an important day. It marks my six month anniversary with traveling. Ironically, today I am also handing in my two weeks notice. Fourteen short days from now I will be fastening my seatbelt in the airplane that will fly me back to the Land of the Free (bathrooms). Of course, I'm a whirlwind of... Continue Reading →