I rearranged the blog, folks, hope you don't mind. Back in Parkland being trained to be a Sojourner Advocate (what's that, you might ask? Ya, everyone else does too - think peer advisor for students who study abroad). There was a "Pride of Parkland" fair down a block. As in, a fair that only filled one block filled with sad little booths and a christian band playing bad praise music. Made me miss Missoula something fierce. New (school) Year's resolution is to make it up to Seattle more than twice a semester. Also, Sarah (sister) is moving to Portland next weekend -- just a short train ride away -- HUZZAH.

My journey through europe is over. I might be a bit lucky to have survived unscathed; my money was dwindling towards the end, so sleeping was done in trains and bushes. It's excellent to know that I have a place to stay for the next six weeks. That place is near Woods Hole MA, relatively close to all you east-coasters who have been so far away for so long. Let's get together for a weekend or something! What's this about a play in NY? Now that the summer has reached it's end, will miss oulala come back alive?

all my love...