Monday, September 7, 2009

i am in transit.

i have been in transit now for 12 hours. and i am not even half way. okay, im real close to being half way. i am sitting in taiwan (delighted that they have free internet) realizing how everything is coming full circle.  five weeks ago, i sat in taiwan and wrote my first "post." not knowing what was in store. not knowing what to expect. and now, i sit here reminiscing on my cambodiAWSOME experience (again, need to drive that blog name home). and real quick side note, EVERYONE needs to travel. you appreciate culture (others and your own) so much more when you are removed from your comfort zone. its an incredible experience. and i am so excited to actually put some pictures up that can just begin to describe my experience. so, buy a ticket, and go, somewhere, anywhere, cambodia!!!

but, working with my team was such a great experience. kathy, quinn, anh (haha), stella, vachika (okay, i have no clue how to spell that), and of course... deb. deb, i have no idea if you will ever read this, but you are awesome. you made my time there so special and you were so encouraging... keep it real girl!!! i will miss my cambodian mansion. i wont miss opening my computer and finding ants all over it, but i will miss dancing in the rain in the front courtyard and watching the rain from the balcony. 

the work, i loved. i mean... props to the girls who are actually running the programs and experience the blessing and benefits and STRESS of it all. i was just a visitor in everything going on... i got to enjoy what these girls have spent months developing. but i loved getting to know the girls in our program and i LOVEDDD working with those kids. i would smell like crap any day to play and teach those kids. and of course, i will miss the laminating machine. i might ask for one for christmas. my fingers are almost sore from laminating so many "learning materials." also, when else will my job consist of coloring and cutting and gluing. 

well, china airways is beginning to announce some boarding calls so i better pack up and pee. america, get ready, im comin home. 

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