Sunday, May 20, 2007

Getting Closer

Here is a picture of Picos, Santiago Islands, Cape Verde. Pretty, isn't it? I looked at the weather forecast for Cape Verde. It's a high of 77 and a low of 73 every day this week. The only difference is a slight change in the average 16-mph winds and whether it's overcast or cloudy. How exciting!
Cape Verde is 4 hours ahead of Central Time. That's not too bad for adjustment purposes. And btw, locals call Cape Verde, Cabo Verde. And you don't pronounce the "e" on the end of Verde. According to all the pronunciation guides I've looked at, you pronounce it vurd.

It's getting closer to the time when I leave. I guess that's kind of obvious. My mom never commented on the peace and tranquility part of my previous post, so I guess she agrees! :0


Thursday creeps ever closer. It kind of hit me on Friday that I was leaving to travel 4,494.16 miles away from my friends and family. I was saying goodbye to a couple of my close friends, and wham... it hit me. I'm gonna be a horrible missionary. You know, it's not the fact that I'll be gone for 3 weeks, it's the fact that I'll be 4,500 miles away. I'm going to Camp Barnabas for 2 weeks later this summer, and I won't feel this way (hopefully). At least, I didn't last year. Camp Barnabas is only 50 some odd miles away. Anyway....


I really should be finishing up school right now, so I don't have to worry about it over the next few days, but I am posting instead. How sad. :)


I'm going to look for some new layouts for a little bit, then I'll probably hit the books. I wonder where that phrase came from, "hit the books"? I mean, nothing happens when you hit a book, except that eventually, the cover starts to wear out or something. I mean, I can understand something like, "Hit the sack", because my pillow could be mistaken for a sack, and I hit it with my head every night as I fall into bed. But, "Hit the books"? Sure, whatever.

1 comment:

Candy Girl said...

Back in 1492 the expression "Hit the books' was born when Christopher Columbus was studying his books of maps and got insanely frustrated 'cause they were so inaccurate. He tore them up and hit them and threw them till those dern books were beaten into shreds. He then made his own maps. Every time he went to study the sailors would grin. "Arg, there he goes to hit the books"

P.S. I totally made this up but I'm pretty sure it very likely happened just exactly like that! ;)