Inching to the 308
Since I left Freiburg on Friday morning, I have flown over thirteen hours on four airplanes. I am in the homestretch now-only 145 miles to my final destination. Then, the 40th birthday festivities can begin!
I am borrowing a car for the last leg of my outbound journey, and it has been almost six months since I have driven. It’s a little mind-boggling how daily life in Freiburg differs so much from daily life in Nebraska. I spent last night in Brooklyn with Buttless, and it seems to fall in the middle.
I experienced the comforting familiarities of America like English and marked-down Valentine’s Day candy, but I felt back in Europe when I was finding my way from the airport to Brooklyn and back. This is challenging no matter how many cities I navigate. I am always nervous I am walking the wrong way, will board the wrong train, or will miss the next one.
My brother picked me up from the Lincoln airport tonight, and it felt extremely luxurious.
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Writings on our year abroad.