It is a month till I leave, and I am already expereinceing the jitters. I wake up in the morning, jaw clamped, heart fluttering madly and feeling slightly sick, 'what am I thinking, 6 months away from Sion, my cats, the family, my freinds, I must be crazy'. But I feel compelled to do this trip, to do something on my own, for me. To challange myself to do something that will inevitably be so utterly different to what I am trying to prepare my self for. Despite all that I am so excited about the trip also, I look forward to the varying smells (good and bad), the vibrancy of colour I expect to be dazzling, the noise that I am taking earplugs to block out, once I have had enough and need some quite. And the people. The sheer mass of bodies that will be a wall.
I have secured my self a position as an Intern with Save The Children, and the position is what I fear the most, and look forward to the most. A real oxymoron of emotions I know, bt I feel that I can contribute something; but I worry that my feelings will be hard to control. Something I have read is that public displays of affection are not the done thing in India, this will be hard for someone like me who is by my very nature demonstrative with my affection.
Overall I am trying not to form too many opinions, as thei will undoubtadly be wrong, or wholly mis-calcualted.
But I am excited.
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you you oxymoron you. Hee hee well its up and away Brigette. By now your there and settling in to you new life for the next 6months. I bet it is full of colour new things strange people and cultures oh and smells. Its cool and overcast here not quite raining oh and breezy too. Wish it would warm up a bit.
ReplyDeletetake care of yourself and keep in touch
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