india post one.

you'll have to ignore the blog posts below, as they are from a time when i thought i would be super into blogging and posting about my life all the time. i mean, you don't have to ignore them...you can look if you want...but just for your information, the india posts start HERE.

so the first difficult leg of our journey is over. getting to india always feels like it takes days and days. and it sort of does, really. i got to speak to the kids at VBS a couple weeks ago and when one of the girls asked me, "how long does it take to get to india??" i said, "for-EVER." her eyes got really big. "no. not really forever. but that's how it feels. i mean, you usually have two or three flights and then a ride on the train to get where we go."

no train for us this year...that will be different. but it still feels like forever.

and i discovered a few things on the last flight.

1] nine hours is my limit. nine hours is my threshold for how long i can be on an airplane without going insane.

2] fargo wasn't the best movie choice.

3] i really enjoy turbulence. like it kind of makes my heart happy.

i'm definitely eager to get there already, but at the same time i feel like it's just another day and i happen to be on a plane...for thirteen hours...

i can't tell if it's peace in its purest form, or just me being blind to the significance of this journey i started 24 hours ago.

something else that really made my heart happy on this first flight was the fact that we flew straight over san luis obispo within the first hour. both cory and i attend cal poly. i got so excited when i spotted our track, the pool at the rec center, the P on the side of the mountain, the cotchett education building, dexter lawn...and poly canyon village, where i used to live my junior year. i could also see madonna mountain, my favorite place to hike...so strange to think i was just hiking there with my aunt martha this past saturday.

a minute after that we were flying over cayucos...and i spotted the pier, which is where i watched the fireworks for Fourth of July last thursday. and now i was flying above it. people i love are still down there, in both of those places. and i was flying right over them.

it always feels weird to me to do that. i feel the pull no matter where i go. i felt it as i was moving home from SLO for the summer, and i feel it every time i leave india. i guess i'm going to feel it no matter where i go.