Tonight I am standing on a precipice: on Monday I leave for the new world.
North America.
I’ll spend time in the US, I’ll spend time in Canada, I may even venture as far as Mexico. I’ll spend time with family, I’ll spend time with friends, I’ll spend time with friends of friends (and may I take this opportunity to thank the friends who have provided me with friends from their own private stash), and I’ll spend time on my lonesome
Luckily for me time, unlike money, is something I have in ample supply, and when I come back eleven whole months (at least) will have passed.
This means that when I return, all the people I know now will be different – all new. They’ll be dropouts and graduates and parents and psychologists and stoners and missionaries and travellers and scientists and students and dead and even newly born.
And – just because I like to keep up with the times – I’ll be equally new, equally different. I’ll have half a world and most of a year stored under my self inflicted hairstyle (will it still be ‘Dyke Lite’?, time will tell…), and hopefully a plethora of new ideas, attitudes and skills.
The return is almost as exciting as the trip.
So this is my travel blog. I’ll be updating this whenever I have both internet access and something interesting to say – partly because I’d like to have a record of this period of my life, but mostly because (as heartwarming as everyone’s cries of ‘Email me!’ were) I need time for important things like not being online. This is my attempt at being efficient and organised. Ha.
So bookmark it, bishes, but don’t be afraid to write to me as well, because even with my advanced and flawless social skills I rather suspect that at times i will be desperate for company, even electronic company.
I promise to write back.
Your best friend,
Tae
February 9, 2008 at 11:22 pm
I miss you already
(On a positive note, I am your first comment)
February 10, 2008 at 5:14 am
Carmel’s just showing off!
Try and have a good flight. Current forecast for KC is snow and sleet, so you’ll soon remember what winter is like.
February 11, 2008 at 11:07 pm
Okay, Excellent.
You have reminded me why why got the best mark ever in english and lit.
If you write books, I’ll read them.
Be Safe.
and God Bless.
joke.
today we went to this “worship service” at st pauls.
we sung hillsong songs
I nearly threw up.