As many of you know, mainly because I constantly mention it, I spent nine months in the 'Land of the Free.' Between the dates of the 27th June 2007 and April 11th 2008, I lived a life in a country that I fell in love with. This blog, unlike my other (which I will continue to update, clearly way too much time on my hands), will be more personal to me. During my stay, I kept a journal, chronicling every day, including the dull ones! You are free to read of my adventure, but I suppose this is just a way to make the journal I wrote in every day become permanent in a place where it will not easily be lost or forgotten. I shall update it every day, using my journal as a guide and filling in the details to make the note-form style flow. I hope, if you wish to read this, that I can make it an enjoyable read for you. As I said, it is more personal to me and I don't expect any of you to be remotely interested. Perhaps though it will help you understand why my time was so amazing, and the things which made me determined to teach history one day in the nation.
I hope I can make it as enjoyable as it should be for me to write, recalling amusing anecdotes or fantastic sights or sounds. Thanks for reading this far. As a bonus, this blog is guaranteed to be a lot less angry as I remember a much easier time in my life. I begin properly tomorrow as the day's events for this date were essentially just me getting on and then off the plane. If memory serves me correctly, the in-flight film was Ghost Rider, a terrible Nicolas Cage film. I do remember making small jokes with the woman who escorted me from the plane. I was escorted because I'd never flown before and would probably have done something wrong. The most distinctive part of the day was stepping out of my host family's car for the first time and feeling the heat just hit me. I kept shaking my head in disbelief as I realised I was going to be in a completely different continent for a good nine months. Tomorrow, I shall update you all on what my very first day was like.
Thanks for listening.
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