Adventure Bloog--- When One Vowel Just Isn't Enough

One of the times I was MOST excited about traveling was when Michael Jackson died.

 Explanation:

A sixteen year old with VERY VERY little life experience is about to cross an ocean (three years of college later, I still can’t remember if it’s the Pacific…. Or the other one) to live in a mysterious foreign land. With ten days until takeoff, there is still no word on her housing situation… and for some grownup reason, her parents are unwilling to let her wing away over the Atlacific unless they know she won’t be sleeping in culverts and gnawing on the flesh of stray dogs to sustain herself.

 

 The pasty pubescent is absolutely DESPERATE for a sign that some family will take her in. She checks and rechecks and rechecks the checking of her email. Yet the countdown marches steadily on… tick tock…. Tick tock…. Her tropical dreams are slowly being swept away into the Pacifilantic.

 Enter Michael Jackson. He lived. Eventually he stopped living. Exit Michael Jackson.

 

“Hey Beth, come here. Michael Jackson died!”

 I didn’t think it strange that my parents wanted to make a family affair of a celebrity death, for many stranger things have happened within our clan (example: our toilets are named “PooBlaster” and “PooBlaster 2”), so I joined the crowd around the computer and used my eyeballs to read MJ’s obituary. Then suddenly, in the wake of the excitement and sadness, my parents inexplicably turned their interests to something seemingly ordinary.

“Why don’t we, uh, check our email?” (Read this in a very suspicious tone)

I feel a brief spike of excitement—What do they know that I don’t?? But alas… nothing. No new emails. More disappointment. I see my dreams fading….

“Oh. Well, why don’t we look at (heh heh) old emails?”

And there

It

Is.

 

“Permanent Family Assignment for Costa Rica 2009”

 

I was giddy. Jumping. Squealing. Tricked into receiving good news—perhaps the best news in a long time—by the allure of a celeb obit. Classy, parents. (Someday Imma do the same thing to my kids. “Ohhhhh look guys, Justin Bieber passed on—speaking of which, we’re going to DISNEYYYYYY”)

 

 

 

Anyway. Long story long. I got my family assignment and made it to Costa Rica and had an adventure. Now I’m off again—this time to South America! Dun gunna be studyin up in BUENOS AIRES, ARGENTINA, on the shore of the—uh—you know—

--that one thing. The ocean. You know the one.

 

Sooooo yup hoppin on a plane on Tuesday if the Lord wills. ITS GONNA BE WILD FOLKS CAUSE IM CRAZY AND I DONT KNoW HOW TO END THis POST HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahaHAHAHAhaHAHA