Perkasie, PA
32F
It is beginning to dawn on me that in three days I will be en-route to St. Petersburg. Slowly, things are starting to wrap themselves up. Saying goodbye to friends and neighbors, leaving my place of employment for the past three years, making one last commute down to campus to complete work on the Dialectics... it all seems like part of some foggy lensed, totally surreal dream. I just cannot believe that this is really going to happen. I am going to Russia!
There remain several major items left on my once overwhelming "list of things to do before going to Russia" that need to be completed. I am normally not a procrastinator, but for one reason or another I have been putting them off. Naturally though, I will utilize this weekend to complete everything. However, I cannot begin to tell you the relief I feel now that I am once again in possession of my passport. It arrived this afternoon with my student visa. For those of you who are curious, my full name in Russian, as translated by the consulate, is Рори Дэнил Хафф. Haha. I love it!
Last night Perkasie received its first measurable snowfall. I immediately donned my Russia gear (new boots, hat, and gloves) to see how it would fair against the elements. I can report that the test was a success. Russia has this reputation of being a frigid, almost uninhabitable place, but I wonder if maybe St. Petersburg is an exception. All week, it has been warmer in the city of Tsars than it has been at home, and the ten day trend shows a similar pattern. While in all likelihood I will probably be whining about how cold it is from the day I land, I feel, at this particular moment in time, that the weather will be no hassle at all.
Overall this week went very quickly (as I expect this weekend will do as well). I am anxious, excited, scared, and moved to laughter by the thought that one week from now I will be living with my Russian family. The next couple days will undoubtedly be a delicate balancing act between wishing it were Tuesday morning and wanting to freeze time. All I can do is take it slow. I have made a commitment to myself that while in Russia I will learn how to live each and every day to the fullest... to exist entirely in the moment instead of focusing on the future. This weekend will be the perfect time to begin working towards that goal.
32F
It is beginning to dawn on me that in three days I will be en-route to St. Petersburg. Slowly, things are starting to wrap themselves up. Saying goodbye to friends and neighbors, leaving my place of employment for the past three years, making one last commute down to campus to complete work on the Dialectics... it all seems like part of some foggy lensed, totally surreal dream. I just cannot believe that this is really going to happen. I am going to Russia!
There remain several major items left on my once overwhelming "list of things to do before going to Russia" that need to be completed. I am normally not a procrastinator, but for one reason or another I have been putting them off. Naturally though, I will utilize this weekend to complete everything. However, I cannot begin to tell you the relief I feel now that I am once again in possession of my passport. It arrived this afternoon with my student visa. For those of you who are curious, my full name in Russian, as translated by the consulate, is Рори Дэнил Хафф. Haha. I love it!Last night Perkasie received its first measurable snowfall. I immediately donned my Russia gear (new boots, hat, and gloves) to see how it would fair against the elements. I can report that the test was a success. Russia has this reputation of being a frigid, almost uninhabitable place, but I wonder if maybe St. Petersburg is an exception. All week, it has been warmer in the city of Tsars than it has been at home, and the ten day trend shows a similar pattern. While in all likelihood I will probably be whining about how cold it is from the day I land, I feel, at this particular moment in time, that the weather will be no hassle at all.
Overall this week went very quickly (as I expect this weekend will do as well). I am anxious, excited, scared, and moved to laughter by the thought that one week from now I will be living with my Russian family. The next couple days will undoubtedly be a delicate balancing act between wishing it were Tuesday morning and wanting to freeze time. All I can do is take it slow. I have made a commitment to myself that while in Russia I will learn how to live each and every day to the fullest... to exist entirely in the moment instead of focusing on the future. This weekend will be the perfect time to begin working towards that goal.
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