I feel a little overwhlemed. Things are more foreign here to me than anywhere else I've ever been.
I felt accomplished leaving the airport and changing traings, but then I got lost on foot. The addresses are done much differently here. And figuring out exactly where one is at is a complicated task when street sings are lacking. A very nice woman on her way home from work helped me along my way. And now I'm here, I'm safe, and I'm very tired.
I hope countingpigs arrives soon; then I can go to bed.
- theCallowQueen
- In the down-hill tumble of life, I'm okay with the scratches and bruises; it's the broken bones that I'm trying to avoid.
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