CeeDee World

Another full week of travel in Japan! We started the week in Kyoto. We saw lots of temples and shrines throughout the day - absolutely stunning.       After our time in Kyoto, we took the bullet train to Hakone. Another stunningly beautiful place. We left a wish for our class at the Shrine of Academic Success - we got this y'all.     Our night in Hakone was spent at a traditional Japanese hotel and we slept on mattresses on the floor and everything! We had a lovely dinner while there and learned some party games too. From there we made our way to Tokyo, but first, we stopped at a volcano with great views of Mt. Fuji. We ate hard-boiled eggs that are supposed to add seven years to our life - can't hurt. Then we took the gondola down the mountain to a little lake. We rode the ship across the lake and hopped on another bus to Tokyo!     Lina and I split from the group on Thursday to finish our GCP interviews. In honor of Rebecca, we had McDonald's for lunch - perhaps the most

I’ve had too much travel time this week, either on a bus around Kangaroo Island or on a plane to Japan. My mind wanders during my free time and what you read next is the consequence of that. If you remember, last week I mentioned how Australia was the farthest place I had ever been from home, yet was also the place that reminded me the most of home. From that inference, I’ve been thinking a lot about what home is. There are the typical idioms that you hear, home is where the heart is, a house is not a home, home is where you hang your hat, there’s no place like home …you get it. Is home a place? Is home a feeling? Is home where your people are? For me, I have always considered Houston home. It’s where I was raised, it’s where my family is, heck it’s where I’ve spent the majority of my life, surely that must be home. But, I’ve also started to consider the UK home. I have no roots there, but I feel like I’ve truly come into myself there in many ways. Could that be home? Oddly enough, Den