bl (before lima)

For anyone that doesn't know me (which I don't anticipate because it's probably just going to be my mom reading these) my name is Donovan, I attend the Georgia Institute of Technology (GO JACKETS) and though I hail from Georgia, I'm currently hanging out in Chosica, Perú.

Though this blog will be mostly about Perú because I'm living here for almost 3 months, it's going to include the whole summer in case I get to go on a very exciting trip in the beginning of August (fingers crossed and prayers please).

I promise we do know
how to use it correctly.
(photo by Alexia Lemaigre)

So the summer of twenty twelve started with a bittersweet goodbye to my friends at Tech and a quite refreshing homecoming kayaking trip. I love kayaking. I love the water. I love nature. I love green. Just some things I enjoy. Now you know.

But as sweet and relaxing as a summer lazing about the river and crowding up the beach always is, I had a flight to catch. I left Savannah May 11th, managing to grab the last plane of the day. Wheeere I was upgraded to first class. Never before have I eaten that many peanuts in one sitting. I'm pretty sure the food and beverage ladies were on a permeant loop. Hands down best flight of my life. All 37 first class minutes of it. Unfortunately, I didn't make my connecting flight to Perú. No that's completely false. I couldn't be happier that I missed that second flight. Because it meant a 24 hour layover in Atlanta. Which meant I got to spend the night/next day with a bunch of housechurchers and tell Douglas Cox goodbye another 14 times.

So after a little help from Corbin, I marta'd it back to the Atlanta airport the next day, and hopped on a flight to Lima.