Charleston, South Carolina, US of A.
The ship has landed and none other than in the middle of the very tight, right winged, gun loving, bible thumping, white, white WHITE Bible Belt.
One would think I do not fit in but to my surprise I have managed to wedge myself in and create a wonderful network of friends; not only that but for the first time in my life, a true sense of community and I LOVE it.
Read back on my Asia backpacking blogs, specially the note on my restoration of faith in Men, and what I thought would be the end of the "Wishy Washy Cowardly Men Era"... not quite, not quite.
Unfortunately my "wuss-dar" directed me to yet a couple more weaklings, however experience has taught me to detect them before is too late, so all is good on that front.
The Man Front (please note i use singular... hell most be freezing over)
I am excited on that front, actually, but I don't want to jinx it or get ahead of myself... I am undeniably, undoubtedly, shamelessly, excited. Shall see if Zurich is as wonderful a place as it appears to be; perhaps I get an honorary visa and reside there for a while. Shall see.
SO many things to say about this southern experience!
Leaving mundane worries, this Brownie is Feeling Happy in Charleston.