24 hours from now I’ll be in an airplane somewhere over the Eastern Coast of the United States, possibly going crazy with nerves and excitement, most likely sleeping.
Right now I am on my living room couch at home, taking a prolonged packing break to finish my library book and enjoy some New York City sunlight. Throughout the past week – and summer – friends and family have been asking me how I feel about going abroad. Am I nervous? Sad? Scared? Excited? In the past, whenever I traveled and did new things, I threw myself into them with very little to no thought. I’m discovering that I did this not because of my innate and inspiring bravery (as I would previously have liked to believe) but because I’m bad at anticipating or articulating my feelings about change.
So, nervous? Yes. Sad? Yes. Scared? Yes. Excited? Yes. Am I going to miss my friends and family and cheap Chinese food and the color of fall leaves blanketing campus? Yes. Am I excited to immerse myself in a new culture and meet interesting people and take classes in Spanish and fall in love with a country I’ve never met? A billion yes.
Everyone says that time abroad flies by, so here is my attempt to capture bits and pieces and save them here, in the everlasting world of wordpress, to remember my time in Mexico and share it with you.
See you on the other side!