Last Days

I was walking home yesterday and an old couple in an old Ladda pulled up beside me and motioned for me to get in. I got in..

Old woman: Who are you?
Me: I’m a guest, an English teacher.
Old woman: Ohhh, this is our girl from England!! I thought you were a schoolgirl!! Where are you going??
Me: Home.
Old woman: You’re coming to visit us, and then we’ll take you home.
Me: Ok….

I’m really going to miss stuff like this. And hitchhiking..

And not paying bills… And being within walking distance of places I need to go..

And eating good fruit that’s growing on the side of the road. Now that summer is here, all sorts of stuff is in season: strawberries, pears, cherries, and this yellow plum-like fruit called “mushmula.”

With less than a month to go, my Georgian friends/neighbors/coworkers are starting to think about what food/gifts they want to make me lug home… Already I have to make room in my pack for homemade vodka, homemade wine, fruit and nuts. I might have to ship a separate suitcase of gifts home, or just eat/drink everything before I get on the plane. :)

Post Peace Corps plans include trips to Egypt, Nepal, India and possibly Thailand! Then returning home to try to become a responsible adult in late September..

Stay tuned for a silhouette shot of me on a camel with the pyramids in the background!

And, thanks to anyone who donated to SELF Camp. It was miraculously funded!