Leaving one America for another

I’m sitting in the Charlotte International Airport getting ready for my flight to Miami which will then transport me off to La Paz, Bolivia. I’ve really enjoyed meeting new people who are going all over the world to serve Franklin Graham, the poor, and more importantly, God. I’ve enjoyed the “mountains” that surround Boone and the curvy roads which reminded me of certain areas of Argentina and Bolivia (as opposed to flat Indiana). I’ve enjoyed the ice tea, even though I’ll probably go back to drinking plain water once I get to Bolivia. I’ve even learned to appreciate the southern accent and have even caught myself saying “y’all” and “m’am” once in a while.

North Carolina was enjoyable and very friendly, but it’s time to go the true south, South America. I’ve been hyped and encouraged by the people working at the home office in Boone and it’s hard to believe that the time for my trip to Bolivia is finally here. Even though I’ve spent quite a few years in Bolivia, I still don’t know what it will look like to live in La Paz. I do know that I’m supposed to learn something there and I’m willing to listen…