Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Getting a ticket, or my first lesson in cultural differences

I woke up this morning to an email with my flight information (FINALLY).  I've been patiently waiting for this for several weeks.  They promised it 10-14 days before I would leave, said they would get it last week, then yesterday, and finally, today, I have it!  I was prepared to have to leave on Thursday, so this is cutting it down to the wire.  Well, if I had been buying it, I would have bought it about 2 days after I knew for sure I was going.  I know this is not crazy late for post-Soviet bureaucracy, so I've tried to be patient, but yesterday I started wondering if I was actually going to move.  Now I know I am.

My ticket is for this Sunday, which gives me a few extra days, including Saturday, when I get to see my brother perform with So Many Dynamos one last time.  I am very happy about that.  Unfortunately, I leave Sunday out of Chicago, so I have to figure out how to get to Chicago on Sunday.  The other good news is that from Chicago I have a direct flight to Istanbul and then a few hours later have a direct flight to Tbilisi (the capital of Georgia, in case you've never heard of it before).  That will be much less painful than I thought, getting in at 2:45 AM on Tuesday aside.  In a week I'll be in Georgia!!  While trying to pack up my life in St. Louis, I can now start dreaming of khachapuri.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Read at your own risk

I leave for Georgia in less than 10 days, so I thought I should maybe start this much-promised blog before I go or it will never happen.  I don't really get blogging, but as a twenty-something spending another year abroad, I'm supposed to have one.  I hope I'm better about writing a blog than I am about writing friends and family in general, or else this may be one of 3 posts ever.  I make no promises.

For those of you who don't yet know (then why are you reading this?), I am going to Georgia to teach English in the public schools until June 2012.  I just found out I will get to teach English to police officers until school starts in September.  This sounds like I should have lots of stories.  And pretty pictures.