Ok. Seriously.

Ok. So, seriously. I have been bad (and by bad I mean horribly neglectful) with this blog. So neglectful, in fact, that I don't even think that I've stated this is about my adventures as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Bulgaria (the sole reason for blogging in the first place). Ehh, no matter.

So, yes. Here I am. I've been in Bulgaria for something like 12 weeks now. I got through the packing and the good-byes, the staging in Philly, the 24 hour international travel with strangers, the first week of orientation, the 11-week Pre-service training full of countless hours of language, culture, and technical training, the sweet home stay experience with a Bulgarian family, and finally the swearing-in as a dignified Peace Corps Volunteer. Awesome. I think the last couple of months can be best summed up with these four adjectives: awkward, exhausting, humorous, and challenging.

I'm kind of mad at myself for not blogging more during training. There were some great moments that deserved to be documented. Darn! Before coming to Bulgaria I thought reading peoples' blogs were so helpful in understanding what life is like in the Peace Corps. Oops! Sorry future onlookers for not following suite. You'll have to look somewhere else for help in understanding PCVs in Bulgaria, for I am no good at keeping record of my activities. Ehh, maybe I will back blog. Whatever, it will be a surprise.

Ok, on to the now. So I am a volunteer and I'm at my permanent site. What now? I'm pretty sure that very question is on the mind of 35 other people here in Bulgaria today. It's so weird to make yet another transit to the unknown. Literally, that is what we (to state the obvious, "we" is referring to myself and the other volunteers in my B-22 group) have been doing since we began this adventure. Having to walk away from the familiar and walk straight into the arms of the unknown had become second nature. I suppose this is a good thing though. I mean, it certainly doesn't hinder one's horizons. Anyway, it's been a fairly smooth transition for me thus far. I, however, have been granted the luxury of familiarity. I have been placed in the very city we trained in during PST which means I've been familiarizing myself with my permanent site since we got to Bulgaria. So needless to say, I believe my transition to site is quite different from most other volunteers' stories; but, believe you me, it's not all rainbows and butterflies here either. I still have the lack of confidences in my language ability and the confusion over what exactly I am supposed to be doing my first day of work. Oh, le-le. I keep telling myself (thank-you "What About Bob?" for introducing me to this term) "baby steps." And they said you can't learn anything from movies...

Seriously though, what great advice: Baby Steps.

I'm done for now.