Monday, September 21, 2009

At this Moment

Some people want to know what it is like returning from the Peace Corps.

This morning I feel like an airline passenger trapped in a terminal by a sudden snowstorm while changing planes on a return flight home. The airport is like any other with familiar shops, lounges, bars, TVs, and chairs. My actions are predictabile as I wonder about trying to fill the empty hours, looking every few minutes at the electronic listings of cancelled flights, with no indication of when they begin again.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like you had already been trapped in a airport terminal before entering the Peace Crops.