Last Walk

I took my final walk through the small village in Jixian (pronounced Jhee-chee-ahn) to upload photos and check mail. We all go home tommorow. How weird it is that I now call Tianjin "home."

I've made a lot of friends these two weeks and I am certain now that the Chinese are simply good people. Just good vibes all around. It's kind of a bittersweet day. It's a lifestyle I've chosen though, meeting many and leaving much of my life to transcience. Hopefully I'll stay in contact with a handful of them for awhile.

Dru was snapping photos every couple feet to remember our walk to and from the village. I had a quick though of, "I'll be back here again."

But I won't.

I remember standing on top of Montségur fives years ago with 30 other UNF students. We had just had an amazing picnic. John and I had just conquered the mountain fortress with fake plastic swords. I told Dr. Halsall I'd be back one day... it was too beautiful not to return.

"No you won't. The world is too large," was his response. There are too many other things to see in this world.

Being that this is a photoblog, I leave you now with The Great Wall of China. I'll post the story later.



Tags: Treyopia China Stories Life Jixian Students Photography