Broken resolutions and long plane flights

To all and sundry, and those to bother to read (Hi Susan!),  I am not dead. I’m even very much alive, and (be amazed!) back in the States.

Yes, I managed to break my resolution, you all only got one update in May. Any ideas for how best I can give penance? I will accept any and all ideas. And I will make it up to you, however you see fit. There may be a vote, if I get more than one suggestion. 

However, I do fully intend to keep updating here. Before, on my return from Europe-land, I let the blog go. I didn’t update at all. In my defence I was being very busy and graduating from University. But, I’m very much in a wondering, wandering, rambly phase of my life right now. I barely know what I’ll be doing in two months, and the four-month mark is lost in the uncertainty fog. I cannot tell you where I will be or what I will be doing. And if that doesn’t sound like it won’t make for some good blog posts… well. 

So then. There will be (as promised) at least two posts a month for the future from me. Some of them I think will be back-dated. Stories about Domfront, France, my travels and the people I met. The things I wanted to share with you but never had the time to get down. I have tales of skiing, of mums in France, of packing, of strange men in airplanes, of Huston-style culture shock, a trip to Seattle, and many things to say about trains (on TWO continents). I still haven’t shared my tales of Istanbul (I repeat, the foooooood), or London and the harrowing drive home (you can put cars in trains now. Did you know?). Nor did I ever tell you about my weekend in Paris with Caro, or about JP and his mum and how she loves to stuff me full of good food (oh the fondu... I can't even...). Or Berlin! I went to Berlin. I have photos to share (yes, multi-media...oooooh), and some fairly hilarious quotes that are the product of putting Alicia and I in one room for any length of time.

There will also be posts about my present. And no time like the present to get started on that is there? 

I am back in lovely Oregon, which is slightly surreal. Coming home after a long trip away is always strange. Half of the time Domfront feels like it was just a dream. The other half of the time, it’s Oregon that feels like the dream. Really though, I can’t complain too much, as my “reverse” culture shock hasn’t been too strong this time around. Though the reality show about troubled cats did make me want to weep, and I actually did do some hysterical giggling to keep that undercontrol.

My amazing and lovely sister moves home soon, and then nearly immediately moves away again. To China. Yup, I’m the sister that travels to “normal” places for long periods of time believe it or not. 

And then mid-July, I’m off east. I’m headed to Minnesota, where I will be spending a month teaching at a summer camp. It’s a language camp. Two weeks of intensive English for foreign kids. I’m terribly nervous, and terribly excited all at the same time. I wish it was more than a month of employment, but eh. I won’t complain. I get to spend a month in the middle of nowhere MN, which is just as good as the middle of nowhere France, only probably with much higher humidity and much bigger mosquitoes. (I will be sure to faithfully report if they are actually as big as helicopters, I promise!)

And then the end of August, I can’t yet tell you where I will be, or what I will be doing. I’m in the joyfully terrifying land of the post-college, unemployed twenty-something’s’. Such fun. 

So adventures and rambles await! I hope you faithful few keep on reading. I will certainly keep on rambling. 

And seriously, how are you supposed to make up for the breaking of a resolution? I've got no clues people.