Two Weeks Out

Time has flown. This summer went by really quickly, looking back I'm not positive what I did all summer. Actually, that's not quite true. I spent the month of June going from grad party to grad party. July was cabin time and the family trip to Germany, and it seems like August has just been goodbyes. The goodbyes have been weird. Some have been harder than others. I haven't had to say goodbye to Teddy Nick or Brian yet since I'm going up to St. Johns next weekend, but I had to say bye to Teddy T until Christmas last week. As long as that seems, it wasn't that big of a deal. It was kind of just like alright, cya in a bit, have fun, we'll be in touch. I know that we'll be talking every now and then over the next few months, and that in December things will be just as they are now. It's been harder saying goodbye to people that I'm not really sure how things will be with in December and next summer. I know how I'd like it to be. But I know I have to realize that time apart changes things.
I leave two weeks from tomorrow! Sometime in the next two weeks I'll be getting together with Father Greg for dinner with my family, so I'll get to clarify any questions I have before we leave. It will be nice to be able to fly down with him so I dont have to figure out how to navigate the Caracas airport by myself. I met with Ms. Brethorst and Medellin this morning to get some advice from them, they taught in the parish at one point just like i'll be doing so it was nice to get some of their insight and experience. I still have very little idea how I'm actually going to go about teaching English. and by very little I mean that my game plan so far is start with introductions and move to days of the week and colors. nice. im ready to get going, it feels weird talking to my friends who have already moved in and started classes while im still here. people have been asking me if im nervous, and i kind of am, but the thing im most nervous for seems like such a weird thing to be nervous about. dancing. im already not a very good dancer. and teenagers in america dont even actually dance. but teenagers and everyone in venezuela actually dance, so things aren't lookin good ha im envisioning some awkward dances in the near future. and theyll want to teach me which will just be great, should be interesting, but if that's what im most nervous about then i guess im doing ok.