Just one week ago, my family and I piled into the car with two giant suitcases and a carry-on and headed to Arlington, Virginia. After many tears and big hugs, I said goodbye to Mom, Dad, Megs, and Laur and went to the bathroom to change into the business attire they told us we´d need. In a large conference room at a Holiday Inn, I found myself with 55 complete strangers with whom I proceeded to eat dinner, drink a couple of beers and, early the next morning, leave for Peru.
I landed in Peru somewhere around 1 o’clock the following morning feeling completely exhausted and entirely wrapped up in the most unreal of circumstances. Since then, joining the Peace Corps has been a whirlwind. In seven days I have managed to move to a new country, begin speaking another language full time, and become a part of an amazing Peruvian family.
Which brings me to the very reason I have begun this blog: my own family, the one that headed home from the Holiday Inn while I set out on this wild adventure. Mom, Dad, Megs, and Laur –I miss you all already!!!!!! And love you so so much! I know without certainty that I could not possibly be here without you. But while I am here without you, friends and family alike, I’m hoping this blog might give you all a tiny peek at all that I am seeing here.
You’ve probably had it with talk of the Peace Corps—applying, interviewing, packing—it’s taken forever to get here! But I have to say that while it’s hard, day-to-day, to wrap my head around the many reasons I wanted to be here, I am so happy to have finally arrived. I have so much to tell you already and will start filling you in as fast as I can! But I wanted to get this first entry in because, for me at least, that’s always the hardest one to write.
I miss you all so much and love you even more. I so look forward to hearing from you and to sharing some of this Peace Corps craziness. Much more to come…
Liz
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