City Life

Well here I am, in the big city. I have only been here for 24 hours but have already developed a love/hate relationship with our nation's capital. I love the potential of what all there is to do here. The history, the sights, the restaurants, the touristy things. I want to do it all. The hate part is that I am afraid. Not really of people (though that is part of it because having certain parts of a city you want to avoid is a very foreign concept to me) but of being lost and of the drivers. People here are so used to the rush hour traffic and the fast pace that I stand out like a sore thumb just trying to stay out of everyone's way.

I hope to get my nerve up soon to venture out. Thankfully, since I'm afraid to leave the house, the women I am staying with have been gracious enough to see to it that I'm being fed, they took me to dinner last night. And today after training stopped by the grocery store so that I could pick up some dinner. As I said today was my first day of training and while it wasn't earth-shattering, it was interesting. I'm very excited for this opportunity and for the experience, who knows maybe this experience will show me what I want to do with my life...ha!

I am forever an indecisive person. In the last 24 hours I have gone between wanting to tuck my tail between my legs and go back to Blacksburg and move the D.C. And I will go back and forth between the two at least 17 more times before I go to bed tonight. It's not something I like about myself but I am a hesitant person. I don't know where it comes from, or maybe I do....

My parents were talking recently about the Mayflower and those who came to "the New World." And my mom made this statement: "I probably would have never gotten on the boat." No truer words... And I suppose that is where I get it from. Since hearing my mom say that Drew has used it  often by saying "Get on the boat Meg." So I hope before the next 3-4 weeks are up that I will find it in me to get on the boat.