The upcoming month is going to be fantastic, but I’m going
to end up with a linguistic headache if I don’t end up a polyglot. I’m crossing
my fingers for the second option.
When I woke up, I was told that we weren’t going to church
because women skip church one week a month here. Sometime I’ll have to do some
research and figure out the history of women being exiled from religious
ceremonies on account of our God-given fertility. Tonight I don’t have the
focus.
After doing yard-work, our
guests arrived. There are two young girls, a woman, and a boy. By “young
girls…boy” I mean a few years older than me. One girl speaks German; the other
younger guests are working on their English. This means I have young people to
talk to! They’re very sweet. The girls are so fun! The boy is from Tbilisi and this is his first time
living outside the city. I think we’ll have a lot to talk about, and I’ll be
interested to see how he adjusts to life here. It’ll tell me something about my
adjustment process, being able to compare it to that of a Georgian.
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