This month marks a year since my contract ended in Chengdu, China. This time last year, I was enjoying the last few days in Hong Kong, while awaiting a Chinese Tourist Visa. I spent my last two months in China hiking, waiting out monsoons, making new friends, and preparing to leave China for a year-long sabbatical in Oceania. Over the course of this past 12 months, I've been in 3 countries and 6 different time zones. I explored and trekked part of Yunnan and Kham (again, of course!); spent 4 1/2 months gallivanting in Melbourne, Victoria; and spent my last -- and very hot -- month in a suburb of Perth, Western Australia. I'm grateful for the 18 months I had in China--despite the hardships. I miss Kham and the Tibetan areas I frequented; daily I feel a longing to return. I'm ecstatically grateful for the nearly 6 months I was in Australia. Although I never thought I'd get stuck in the Ununited Police-State of America, I am feeling immense gratitude for my experiences while safely sequestering myself in an unsafe country. Gratitude
Finally caught one of the Hummers mid-flight. A trio of them frequent the flowers on the front porch, whirring noisily as they dive-bomb all around. Often, one will hover only 6 inches from my nose for 5 or so seconds, then speed off after determining my nose is not a flower! Intentions for Thursday
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