Every few months, I'll get a feeling, a call, telling me to be on my way. I'm in search of something I can't quite put my finger on. I always want to return home from wherever I go, but go I must. This feeling fills me up with restlessness as it urges me to pack my bags and follow it past the boundaries of my daily life.
I have the feeling now.
In Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead, an argument is made that travel is an escape, an easy way out. On the contrary, travel forces me to connect with myself deeper than I thought possible. Sometimes, I feel I know myself best when I stand against a backdrop of a nation other than my own. At the same time, I feel a connection to the people of these nations, a connection as strong as the one to my own identity because we are all on the same journey (a journey that began with the birth of man)to find happiness and fulfillment in the flicker of a moment that we have on earth.
I'll be at Logan in just a little over a month to take off for Miami, and then to Quito. I have my visa. I have a student ID number for Universidad de San Francisco de Quito (USFQ). I'm registering for classes tomorrow! I hear from my host family by the end of next week and I hope I come to love this family.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
In Preparation...
I'm juggling three big summer commitments (work, internship and volunteering) with applying for visas, shopping for hiking boots and getting yellow fever shots. I have made time management an art form. I'm happy to be busy as Boston starts to look more and more like a repeat of forty-days-and-forty-nights--should I start building an ark? When I'm constantly doing something I can ignore the sad sight of the world looking like dusk at noon.
Working at the BU International Programs office, these incredible programs have in some ways become paperwork, and brochure photographs to me. Still, as the date of my flight to Ecuador approaches (August 22, 2009) and I realize how little I actually understand about life in these places, I get more and more excited (which is saying a lot, since I've been pumped to go since day one of college).
Working at the BU International Programs office, these incredible programs have in some ways become paperwork, and brochure photographs to me. Still, as the date of my flight to Ecuador approaches (August 22, 2009) and I realize how little I actually understand about life in these places, I get more and more excited (which is saying a lot, since I've been pumped to go since day one of college).
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