Jessica on Tour in Kazakhstan

I just got back home in PA. It feels a little weird–I’m feeling a somewhat “time-confused”. I’m not as tired as I should be, I think. The night we took Tabitha to the airport, I got one hour sleep…and never caught up. I did not sleep very much on the plane. Watched a movie called “Stick It”. It was a gymnastics movie so that was cool, but otherwise it was quite awful. Stupid story, bad acting, pretty lame.

  HA- I gave the boys one last laugh just before I left. I was in the customs line with all my luggage- I was kinda wondering why no one else had as much stuff as I. After a few minutes, I decided to try to see if the guys were still there. And indeed they were- waving and yelling. At first I thought, “Wow, they must really not want to leave me.” Then as I interpreted their words and hand signals, I realized I was in the wrong line. I never checked in my luggage! Ahh, Jess.

 I want to thank the boys for all coming to take me to the airport. It was so…..nice. Really- I appreciated it SO much. It made my departure special– and sad. I’m really going to miss you all. It was cool spending so much concentrated time with a small group of people. I was very happy and content when I was there. I was so sad and depressed over leaving Iowa, and one thing God used this trip for, I believe, was to show me that I could be happy around other people and in other places (even across the world).

 I already got several pictures developed–almost 200- augh! And, even in America, things are a pain to accomplish sometimes. First, it took me quite awhile to go through selecting the pictures, then the machine broke while they were printing. Then when the lady was trying to ring me up, something went wrong, and she couldn’t fix it–neither could the manager. We ended up just leaving and coming back later to pick up the pictures.  I showed them to my Gram, brother, and sister-in-law. I also told them the Zhandos-alphabet story:)

 I’m not sure how it feels being home. Feels good, but just weird thinking how last time I was here I was getting ready to leave for KZ and had no idea what to expect. I’m gonna miss you guys. I am so happy that each one of you were put into two months of my life. I’ll never forget the experiences I shared with you all. It was a good summer. Dos Vidanya my Kazak, Russian, and American friends:) 

(I’m gonna write another blog in a few days too, soo keep checking this:)