I will be leaving for dinner and then the airport in a few hours, so this will be my last post from the states. I just wanted to write that i am so excited to go. I really am. I don't have butterflies yet, and i am not sure if that is because I am not thinking about what I am about to do. hmm.... oh well. I don't feel like throwing up so maybe I will approach this the same way i did skydiving. Just jump. That might become my motto in life. Okay, I gotta go. The procrastinator in me from college has never graduated and I still have not finished packing. Adios mi familia y amigos.
I live near a long thin park called Parque Forestal. It's really quite a nice park and it has a long stretch of a lane for riding bikes or jogging. And since I have a fear of riding bikes in this city, I jog. It's really pleasent. I usually listen to radioDisney on my mp3 player and jog along to Jonas Brothers, Beyonce, or Julieta Venegas. Great stuff. Yesterday on my jog I noticed that the trees were beginning to change. Fall has finally arrived and I am glad for the change. But as I was jogging through the falling leaves, I began to think about how much I like fall. And I had this special moment when I realized that I want to be here in Santiago, jogging through this park for many falls to come. After the past few weeks of cultural adjustment being a little more painful than normal, this was a nice thought to have.
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Love, Sarah H.
Love always~
Ashlee
ps~anxiously awaiting the a massive stack of photocopies from you!