i guess change is good for any of us...whatever it take for any yall niggas to get up out the hood.
so on that note:
and hello grenada!
the run-up to leaving the states was pretty hectic: my moving schedule was based on the assumption that i was going to the grand caymans on the 26th, but i found out that i got into grenada on wednesday the 10th (with classes starting on the 15th!). so with the generous help of fin fang foom, dj i have no friends, big brother is watching, one pretentious fucker, and a hand truck (that's an actual hand truck, not a blogger named 'a hand truck'), i moved out of my apartment in record time and flew down to grenada.
i feel like life changed the second i stepped off the plane. things slowed down to a pace that i probably haven't experienced since childhood...and it's been transformative. sure, certain third world inefficiences bug me to no end (all day lines at the bank for example), but it is this same 3rd-worldness (think a less crowded version of india) that shelters me from the nonstop hyperactivity and experiential overload that i have grown accustomed to...i'm basically relearning how to live life.
and so far, my life down here has been great! i'm absolutely in love with this place. my dorm is on a beautiful beach where we float on our backs and watch the incredible sunsets. and you can actually see the milky way down here on moonless nights! it's incredible! the people are great, teachers are great, and i already feel a tinge of sadness when i think about leaving. of course, i wish i my shits were even remotely solid -- and an ocassional steelers games here and there wouldn't hurt either -- but these are reasonable prices to pay.
i wish you were all down here on the beach with me...
all the best,
jesus henry christos, ms-1