I am getting nice and settled back in Denver and back into the routine of a 'non-foreign' graduate student.
It is so different - suddenly the urgency of seeing everything I can possibly see each day has diminished, and everything seems so easy.
Everyone understands me, I can go to the bank or grocery store and know how all of the systems work, I can pick up my cell phone and call my family without messing with a phone card or Skype, I know how to ready my own mail and the street signs, and I know what is culturally appropriate and unacceptable.
I have a car again, and don't have to wait for buses or haggle with taxi drivers. I don't find myself lost in streets that I can't read the name, I can cook my own food and don't have to worry about whether I am using kosher-only plates or not.
Its all so easy.
And quiet.
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It almost sounds as if you don't like that so much. It's hard to hear the tone in it, if easy is acceptable or if easy is disappointing.
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