An article by April 29, 2008on
Some days I wake up and want to be somewhere else. It’s hard having traveled a bit and having been bit by the travel bug. At times you feel like your wings are clipped, so to speak, if you can’t easily get up and leave.
Today, as you might have guessed is one of those days. I’m sitting in class thinking about how much I’d love to be somewhere else. Of course I’m not decisive enough to really say where I want to go… I mean, anywhere but here sounds good to me.
I’m not complaining, for the most part I like where I am, except being at a distance from my girlfriend all the time. Plus, being here is a big learning experience that I don’t want to miss that. I honestly think it’s just the fact that I haven’t really gone anyplace interesting. (well, Mississippi is interesting but it’s been awhile since I’ve been there…)
I want to be somewhere where the people don’t speak English as their first language, or if they do, it’s on the other side of an ocean. Somewhere like the U.K. (not the University of Kentucky) or Scotland. Either of those places would be great. However, I’m thinking somewhere less typical.
Maybe I should just pack my bags and leave for Kenya. That’d be great! Or maybe China. Having studied Spanish I feel like I should say Costa Rica or Chile also. Hey, sign me up for either.
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