Would you like to hear a joke? Packing to go home.

Packing, without a doubt, is stressful whether you’re packing to go there or come back. Because going there you have to decide what you’re going to take, what you can afford not to take, etc. Coming back, you have to make room for all the extra stuff you accumulated over the six week period of … Continue reading →

This trip is coming to an end.

The days are winding down. In just about forty-eight hours, I will be sitting in the Atlanta airport (oh, how you were not missed, Atlanta) waiting for my flight (another nice, long, layover) to Grand Rapids. Home. Finally. It’s bittersweet, as I mentioned before. On one hand, I’m very ready to be home, start getting … Continue reading →

Down in the garden where the green grass grows.

I know I talk about the weather all the time and I know that when you talk about the weather, it means you have nothing else to talk about (not true. I have a lot to talk about), but in the five weeks I’ve been in London and in all the hundreds of times it’s … Continue reading →

The time I went to the London 2012 Olympics.

It’s currently raining in London. The Women’s Marathon is going on right now, and a week from now, I will be home. What a strange, bittersweet feeling. When I was younger, I always dreamed of playing in the Olympics. At first it was swimming and then when I realized I didn’t like swimming as much … Continue reading →