They say a picture is worth a thousand words. But who are "they" and why is it a thousand, exactly?
I thought it would be a cool thing to post 100 pictures here on the blog as a complement to my book, which is just shy of 100,000 words. But I didn't think my cunning plan all the way through, because while I posted the pictures in chronological order, the blog posts now appear in reverse chronological order, starting with the end of my service and ending with me first joining the Peace Corps.
So in order to remedy that, I've added links to the bottom of each post. If you want to see all the pictures in their proper sequence, just follow the links. Starting with this one:
- A Thousand Words (Part 1: Staging and training) -
Hello!
ReplyDeleteI recently read your book, and maybe you get this question all the time, but it's killing me not to know if you got the girl! At the end of the book you say you're going to visit Damari in England and in the forward to the book you say you're writing from your office in England.....which doesn't tell me much except that maybe you ended up staying in England...? Can you please satiate by curiosity? Thanks!
Hi Amanda,
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, thank you so much for reading my book! And sorry for the late reply.
My original plan was to write a follow-up book immediately after the first one. Obviously that never happened. And since it doesn't look like it's going to happen any time soon, I'll just give you the short version:
I went back to America, but I was miserable because the love of my life was in England. We were still in contact, and she said it would be great if I moved to Europe. So, after selling or giving away most of my possessions, signing up for a PhD program, and committing myself to about $60,000 in student loans (it was the only sure way for me to get a visa) I moved to the UK.
The very first time I saw her, she said to me, "Oh, you know all those times I said I love you? I meant more as a friend, or a brother."
I wasn't really sure how to respond to that. Especially after all we'd been through. Finally I just said, "You know, you could have told me that before I QUIT MY JOB, AND MOVED TO ENGLAND."
And that was pretty much the end of that.
But it all worked out in the end. I live in Australia now, and I'm happy.
I hope that satiates your curiosity!
Andy