A Sunrise And The Xerox Machine
I finally did it. I got up much too early this morning and I got a front row seat for the sunrise. Of course the trees were in the way so I didn't actually get to see much of it! I guess that's the price I have to pay for living in Franklin instead of Florida like I'd like to. Although the last sunrise I saw wasn't on the beach it was still rewarding because I got to see it while rowing on the Tennessee River. If you have ever seen a water-colored sunrise, even from a rowing shell on a polluted river, you would understand the allure. I'm still amazed at the simple fact that I was up at six a.m. to see it, trees and all.
My excuse for being up that early, as for all things lately, was of course Wales. As I mentioned in my last post I had to go to my mom's office this morning to make copies of important documents. These included the usual: credit cards, birth certificate, insurance card, passport, driver's license, and social security card. Then of course there were the semi-unusual things like: my international student identification card (ISIC, I would recommend it for anyone who is a student or considered a youth going over seas), my acceptance letter to the university, immunization records, and the letter from the university with my mailing address. Fortunately, the copier actually cooperated and I was in and out in about thirty minutes including about fifteen minutes of being introduced to my mom's co-workers as "the daughter going to Wales." It is one of the few labels, or perhaps titles, that I have accepted willingly in recent years. I'm used to introductions that end with "the (our) youngest," so as long as the last word is Wales or Swansea I'm happy.
It was very strange to tell people that I was leaving next Tuesday. As my sister said, it probably won't sink in that I'm living over seas until I've been there ten days. Her and I both traveled to Europe for about ten days each when we were in high school and she claims that its on the tenth day, when you expect to be at the airport but are at the dorms instead, that the realization really sets in. We'll just have to find out once I'm over there.
The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. I took about a two hour nap as a reward for getting up so early this morning and I went for one last drive on the Natchez Trace. For anyone who doesn't know, the Natchez Trace was originally a trail that connected Nashville, Tennessee with Natchez, Mississippi. Now there is a federal parkway that follows the same ridge that the original trail did. In fact, some parts of the trail are still accessible and are used for hiking and horse back riding. Its kind of in the middle of no where and I've always liked joy riding out there with the windows down so I went for one last drive this afternoon. Aside from getting rained on some it was pleasant. Not much else happened once I got home. We just got a lot of thunderstorms which are supposed to last throughout the night.
Tomorrow I hope to begin packing. I'm dreading it and evidently I've been putting it off but it is time to do the deed and get it over with. Its going to take a while though. I have to find a way to live out of a backpack and one large suite case for four months. Wish me luck!
My excuse for being up that early, as for all things lately, was of course Wales. As I mentioned in my last post I had to go to my mom's office this morning to make copies of important documents. These included the usual: credit cards, birth certificate, insurance card, passport, driver's license, and social security card. Then of course there were the semi-unusual things like: my international student identification card (ISIC, I would recommend it for anyone who is a student or considered a youth going over seas), my acceptance letter to the university, immunization records, and the letter from the university with my mailing address. Fortunately, the copier actually cooperated and I was in and out in about thirty minutes including about fifteen minutes of being introduced to my mom's co-workers as "the daughter going to Wales." It is one of the few labels, or perhaps titles, that I have accepted willingly in recent years. I'm used to introductions that end with "the (our) youngest," so as long as the last word is Wales or Swansea I'm happy.
It was very strange to tell people that I was leaving next Tuesday. As my sister said, it probably won't sink in that I'm living over seas until I've been there ten days. Her and I both traveled to Europe for about ten days each when we were in high school and she claims that its on the tenth day, when you expect to be at the airport but are at the dorms instead, that the realization really sets in. We'll just have to find out once I'm over there.
The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. I took about a two hour nap as a reward for getting up so early this morning and I went for one last drive on the Natchez Trace. For anyone who doesn't know, the Natchez Trace was originally a trail that connected Nashville, Tennessee with Natchez, Mississippi. Now there is a federal parkway that follows the same ridge that the original trail did. In fact, some parts of the trail are still accessible and are used for hiking and horse back riding. Its kind of in the middle of no where and I've always liked joy riding out there with the windows down so I went for one last drive this afternoon. Aside from getting rained on some it was pleasant. Not much else happened once I got home. We just got a lot of thunderstorms which are supposed to last throughout the night.
Tomorrow I hope to begin packing. I'm dreading it and evidently I've been putting it off but it is time to do the deed and get it over with. Its going to take a while though. I have to find a way to live out of a backpack and one large suite case for four months. Wish me luck!
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