I leave for Morocco in five days. I will be there for a 27 month stint as a Youth Development Volunteer in the Peace Corps. I have been there before. I have friends there, former colleagues there, and even a couple bags of clothes and bathroom supplies there yet still, my nerves are a bit all over the place.
Hunter (my perfect tuxedo cat who I am abandoning at my dad's for a couple of years) is trying to pack himself in any bag I leave open. Since I feel awful moving him for the 5th time tonight to continue packing, I figured it was time to start the blog.
This is the beginning of the beginning, as scary as any big life-changing leap should be. I'll try to talk about it here without being too ridiculous. Feel free to follow along accordingly.
(Also, please do not judge my English...I guarantee it will only get worse as I switch over to using Arabic on a more regular basis).
Hunter (my perfect tuxedo cat who I am abandoning at my dad's for a couple of years) is trying to pack himself in any bag I leave open. Since I feel awful moving him for the 5th time tonight to continue packing, I figured it was time to start the blog.
This is the beginning of the beginning, as scary as any big life-changing leap should be. I'll try to talk about it here without being too ridiculous. Feel free to follow along accordingly.
(Also, please do not judge my English...I guarantee it will only get worse as I switch over to using Arabic on a more regular basis).
YAY! So excited to follow along. I can't wait to hear all about this adventure, L!!!
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