A Long Journey

While Matt and I were sitting yesterday in the beautiful St. James's Park, near Buckingham Palace, we watched the various fowl enjoy the pond and started talking about how we were feeling. I then realized that my last update about this on the blog was that I felt like I was headed for a two week vacation in New York (rather than a year in Israel).

Well, my mind has finally come to terms with the fact that I'm not in New York. Although it still feels a bit strange to be in London, I do feel like I'm on a journey. I also realize that this is not a two-week journey.

I feel a bit more like I did when I first went off to college. Or like when I first moved to Los Angeles. It's an exciting feeling. There's a realization that you are breaking away from your usual routines, stepping outside of your comfortable norms. You are entering an unknown, with mysteries to explore. This is how I feel.

London is wonderful, but I feel like it is just a prelude to the real adventure. I'm a bit surprised at myself, but I keep looking toward next Monday with anticipation for that will be the real beginning of our year-long journey.