Where am I going?

So. . . where exactly am I going to be? The city I will be living in is Banja Luka. It is the second largest city in Bosnia - I think with a population of about 200,000. It was heavily destroyed during the war. It's location can be pinpointed by looking at the very helpful map to your right. I think that's it.

My new domocile

So. . . I got pictures and a description of my summer apartment. 3 girls - one bedroom. It's been a while since I've shared a room. Fortunately, I like both the girls I'll be living with. I'm definitely going to have to break out all the old tricks: sandwiches, easter grass, banana peels, and shoulder pads (which I recently found in my jacket, thank you very much.) Although, nothing beats finding one of them on the floor during lab with Dwight Krehbiel. Although, since we're all sharing one room, the sandwich thing might backfire.

Besides that, I think the apartment looks pretty decent. By far not the worst place I will have lived. At this point in my life, my house and neighborhood in San Antonio takes that cake.


In even more exciting news, I am currently working my last shift. No more overnights!

As part of our orientation, we had a police psychologist give us a two hour lecture on safety. It was by far the most interesting "self-defense" class I've ever been to. He had some very insightful examples, and talked about different kinds of violence/perpetrators and the different response they necessitate.

So, two weeks to go. The page count remains at 70. Hopefully I'll start checking that off soon. It's so hard to work on things when all I want to do is get on a plane.




Oh yeah. . . love that water heater in the shower!

Have I left yet?

Whichever Professor thought it would be a great idea to leave the country during finals week giving us absolutely no time to prepare was sure brilliant. I think one of my classmates counted over 100 pages we still have to write before leaving (this doesn't inlcude the nerds who worked ahead). I am reminded of my favorite (and by favorite I mean least favorite) finals week in undergrad. Sarah and I ended the week at her parents house pulling an all nighter, each with several papers yet to go. Good times.

So it begins. . .

Hmm. . . I am beginning this blog at the same time I am trying to buy my plane ticket. Thus begins the adventure. For those of you tuning in - 'presh. That's for you, Yoder.