Hello again!
This post is being written in the Miami Airport. It will not, however, be posted from this location because I refuse to pay for Wi-fi in an airport. I paid 5 bucks for a vitamin water, 10 bucks for a meal from Nathan's hot dog eatery, and about 1,200 dollars for my plane ticket. They (whoever they may be) are off their rockers if they think I am going to pay fifteen more dollars to access facebook on my computer. Jackson may not have the biggest airport, but at least they have the decency to provide free internet. Also, check out this strange architecture that is in front of me. I feel like I'm about to be sucked into a wind tunnel.
Wait, why am I here again? Oh right, Lima!
Well, obviously I am not actually in Lima yet so this post will just act as my acceptance speech. You know, like when Puss N' Boots won the Oscar for best animated pic-- what? It didn't win? This is an outrage! Well let's just say it did win for the purpose of my analogy. So the film Puss N' Boots is like my trip to Peru. And I am the director, so I have to thank everyone who made this possible! There's no music to play me off, so we might be here for a while.
Firstly, I must thank my parents. I feel like I've done everything in my power to bankrupt them, yet they continue to throw money at me! I just hope I turn out to be a good investment for them. This is probably just part of their life-long scheme to guilt me into taking care of them when they are old. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be able to find a nice nursing home for them. I am pretty sure this is the meanest thank you ever given. In all seriousness though, I am so lucky to have so much love and support!
Secondly, I must give a shout out to the sweetest of suite mates, Ginny Sanborn, who is also studying abroad this semester....in South Africa! Ginny was the one who convinced me to take a leap and apply to go to abroad. I'm so glad she helped me find the courage to do this!
My last thank you goes to Pazzy. As your little, I know I should be their for your senior events and graduation and recitals and I am truly sorry that I'm not. But Paz never even let me think about considering that as an excuse not to go. She was the most supportive person I encountered and never once jokingly told me to stay. Hearing people say over and over again "don't leave, don't go, you have to stay here" (even when I know they were just saying they would miss me) starts to get to you at some point. Paz always reassured me and kept my confidence up throughout the whole process. I knew she was good for something!
In conclusion, I'd like to thank the Academy and everyone else who made this study abroad possible.
UPDATE: Hi, me again. Still in the airport. It is about 11pm. I met this lovely older Peruvian man who talked to me for a long time about Peru. Basically he told me short stories about himself and anyone he ever knew who had been robbed in Lima. At first I was suspicious that he was subtly trying to get this gringa to leave immediately and stay out of his country but I eventually concluded that he just wanted me to be extra cautious in a new big city. I am now a little more paranoid, but maybe that will be beneficial. "Just always be aware of your surroundings," he told me. He was sweet, and his name was José.
Any amount of money that you have ever cost us will never equal what you have given back to us in our love for you and our pride in your accomplishments and in the kind, funny, talented and intellectual human being you have become.
ReplyDeleteI don't know you but I know your mom :) she's one of my professors. I'm enjoying your blog! And I wish I'd got to study abroad during my studies. Maybe in grad school....
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