I Am No Blogger

Ok, so first things first. I am a horrible blogger – no one should ever hire me to blog, ever. My blogs are going to end up being disorganized thoughts or conclusions and elementary updates on where we are and what we have been up to less any sort of linguistic creativity I was hoping for. With the unpredictable availability for free (or any) internet, I have been writing down jotting thoughts and activities on my little notepad from time to time on trains and at cafes that I will later type and upload when I can. I would love to fill you in on the gritty details of how every café and tapas bar looks, feels, smell, but alas, I am not going to be able to keep up with myself. Additionally, I might as well tell you now that we are not going to be able to document this trip photographically they way we did our honeymoon. During our honeymoon, we spent our time, money, and energy freely visiting the gorgeous green and turquoise isles of Greece and thus able to photograph every odd and in we ran into that was unusual to our daily life at home. However, the length of our journey, our transient state, and financial restrictions, there is no way that we are going to be able to capture every moment digitally. Which is probably a relief since no one really likes looking at thousands of pictures anyhow.
We definitely feel as though we are not temporary visitors or tourists, but rather trying to live our daily lives wherever we happen to be. We are going to share as many thoughts as possible on how our experience is going – but you will have to forgive the gaps in time we may not be sharing with you at home.