Ann Arbor

I haven't been posting because I didn't want Jimi to track me down, but he did anyway. It was unsettling and enlightening and the reason we got on the bus two weeks early. But! Aside from Jimi, it was wonderful to be in Ann Arbor, again. Though the outside air was frigid, inside I felt cozy, nestled into a cucoon of familiarity.
Eva's Czech accent makes her sound cold, but she has a heart twice the size of my head! We slept a few nights in her living room, eating cereal and talking coffee and travel. Meredith spoiled us with a spot on her futon and her husband spoiled us with pancakes and vegan McMuffins. Craig, well, I'll giggle to my friends and gush to my mom about the time spent at his house, but his girlfriend graciously offered up her bed to us and in return I broke her sandalwood vanilla candle, 'cause nothing says "thank you" like glass in your feet!
The friends of my friends who we knew for an evening (be it line dancing in Ypsilanti or drunk in Craig's living room) felt like companions I'd always had and filled in any bits of homesickness.
- Home, what a strange term that has become. No, I am a citizen of the world. I am not from any place and I refuse to live in a particular place. I have learned freedom.-
We were fed and entertained (and I was made to feel dizzy) and Kaleigh drove us to the bus station. Goodbye, Annie!