the eye of the storm

My summer has come to and end. My last weekend in Guatemala is underway and i´m preparing for sad last week of work saying goodbyes to students, teachers, bosses...friends. My flight leaves next Saturday, and one week from today i´ll be sitting in a strangers house (hopefully) in Quito, Ecuador.

It´s a strange feeling. My summer was packed of weekend excursions, working hard or hardly working, and learning what its like to go off and do something alone in another country. But then again, like a friend told me, ¨you´re only as alone as you let yourself be.¨

I have the feeling inside me that I should be coming home now. It feels like i just had a wonderful summer and now its time to head back to Madison once again, move into my apartment, start doing class raps again...and get back into the ¨school¨ mentality once again in the comfort of Madison in Fall. I should be getting psyched for football games and already begin to lookforward to Halloween.

As much as I have loved the summer and being away and experiencing all of this, its hard for me to accept that whe i hop on the plane on saturday i won´t be heading home. I´m heading further south and thrown ino a whole nother ball game.

I made my class schedule last week, and when i look at it i get sick to my stomach thinking that all my classes will be in spanish. I´m moving back in with a family... and i´ll finally be able to join in on the comparision of the infamous Study Abroad vs AIESEC traineeship experience.

I´ve already been bombarded with emails ´preparing´me for what Im in for at the university in quito, and life in ecuador. I haven´t read any of them yet.

This week i´m once again comfortable, enjoying a few last days in familiarity before round two starts up and i´m thrown around and shaken up a bit more.

Missing home, soaking in Guatemala, anticipatingEcuador.