First thing I see at Philadelphia Airport
If that's not a sign, I don't what is...
**Update**
As I sit in my hotel room in Philly, I can't help but embrace that this may be my last night to myself. The next few weeks will literally be planned out for us, right down to when and what we eat. I am excited, nervous, anxious, and oddly content. I have been truly lucky to spend 5 amazing months back home in Rhode Island and have made some wonderful new friends along the way.
Having said that, when I sat down on the plane to Philly I found myself at home. A friend recently called me a Nomad (Kelly :)) and I suppose she's right. I'm more comfortable on planes and trains than I am driving a car. At this stage in my life I belong traveling, and what's more, I am beginning quite possibly the greatest adventure of my life to date. I am looking forward to the challenge and I am eager to begin work in a field I hope to make my career in. I have been desperately trying to read through the many manuals of new customs that are to become 2nd nature to me, and staring at a language that looks more like something from Star Wars than this planet.
In the morning I depart for actual Staging (conference with the other 41 members of the AZ9 Peace Corps group) before I board a bus and planes on Friday to Azerbaijan. Here's to new friends and new adventures! Wish me luck and send your love, I'm off to Azerbaijan.
Xxx Corina
