I've always known about the "Midwest charm", how friendly people are in this region of the country, but it wasn't until I left and came back did I really grasp the severity of it all. I grew up in Wisconsin where friendly hello's and nods from strangers were almost as common as the 20-minute goodbye, this all was nothing new to me, but after being away for an extended period of time I began to forget about it. After being in Festus, MO for only a few days though, I was quickly remembering just how friendly "Midwesterners" can be.
A mid-round move from Colordao to Missouri was weird, most other teams were traveling only a few hours, not 900 miles, but I seem to never be in line with what everyone else is doing, so it's cool. The team and I packed our bags on a Sunday afternoon, ready for Monday departure with a one night stop at campus scheduled. We were meant to return to pick up some materials before hitting the road Tuesday morning, but mother nature had different plans in store for us. After being warned about them, and then reading as the main character runs her car off the road in a Kansas ice storm in "While I'm Falling" I decided to check the forecast. "A winter mess" was predicted for Tuesday, stretching from Colorado to Missouri, in essence our entire drive. I contacted our unit leader and it was agreed, for safety concerns, and my mental, the team was allowed to stay on campus an extra day. I appreciated having a day 'off', time to sort my life out before packing it up again to move cross country, and as much as a few other denied it, I think they appreciated it as well, plus getting to see "Mother Earth" was an added bonus.
A Year of Service
My life, being anything but predictable, has taken another turn. Rather than moving to Jeju, South Korea - my original plan for Fall '18, I'm going to test drive Denver, CO and its surroundings, an area people just keep telling me "I'd love".