I am terrible at answering: "So how was_____?"

"Roe, Don't be sick!"

It's so sad the first day I start this blog is because I have bad conjuctivitis (the bacterial infection of the conjunctiva in your eyes) and am therefore contagious to every living thing I touch except my computer, but there it is, and here is this blog. I am wearing rubber cleaning gloves. It took me a potty-training-time to crop that elephant picture.

Nice things happen when we don't expect them to.

I contracted conjunctivitis because I was crying my eyes out last night and left myself susceptible to an infection, poor dear, and WHAM hit me at 1pm today like a sumo charge. The reason I was crying so much was because God does not kid around when s(he) wants everything you have so s(he) can give you what you need. I was having a hard time giving up things. Unlucky for me, faith is not funny. I couldn't do Thailand on my own strength and that was scary.
But if you're willing to go through a few stress breakdowns because of lack of finances, the humility of being dependent on the Body, the precarious tipping of romantic/ familial relations, and a little big eye infection, things begin to work out alright.

This Thailand journey was supposed to be a journey of two:

Rice and Bro, Thai interns & super couple extraordinaire, but Bryce really needed to be getting into a Doctorate Philosphy program in the States. That takes being present for interviews and school visits and well...money. So :sliiiiiiiiide: out he went and the cheese stood alone.
me.
International flight alone, eeep.

A few more weeks and we'll see if the remainder of the money comes in for the FH program fee but I'm hoping it will. God hasn't let me down quite yet. I'm just so excited to be there with the Millers and the rest of the GoEd chil'ren. Korb koon ka everbody. Really.

I write this blog because I am awful at answering the question, "so how was __________?". I could barely explain it to my parents when I came back from Uganda and Rwanda so I gave up after a while. This blog is my hope. You might not able to imagine the smells and the heat and the hilarity of being a full-time foreigner but I'll try as hard as I can to give you an idea. And really; that's all you ask for, isn't it.

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The Millers: http://www.nomadicmillers.blogspot.com/
The GoEd program: http://www.go-ed.net/