It is time, once again, to set out on a curious journey. In three days, I will find myself in another foreign airport, dragging my earthly belongings behind me in the only two suitcases I own, feeling overwhelmed by the newness of everything in sight. On Sunday, I will take my first steps in Japan.
Unbelievable, really, that almost exactly one month ago I was still in Niger with Peace Corps. A tiny little village in the middle of West Africa was the center of my whole world. Days moved at a leisurely pace, and my spastic kitten kept me more entertained than a Television and video games combined. No electricity meant the night sky was a blanket of stars. I learned that indoor plumbing is entirely overrated.
Then the evacuation happened, and I was transported to the most elegant hotel in the bustling metropolis of Rabat, Morocco (city Moroccans, by the way, don't consider themselves African; they are Western Europeans, with better food). As a discombobulated group of depressed, miserable American Volunteers, we had nothing better to do than shop, sight-see, and eat, eat, eat away our troubles. After a week, it was Casablanca-Frankfurt-Chicago-Home for me.
And now, thanks to a spur-of-the-moment job opportunity (thanks, Torrie!), I'm off on another new adventure for a year, probably longer. At least I was already packed, right! Perhaps moving to Japan is an impulsive move...but sometimes, we just have to trust our instincts and grab on to good luck when it happens by! I'm excited about this new leap into the unknown, come what may. So I invite you to join me on this next leg of my crazy journey around the world - you never know where I may end up next!! ^_~
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