Lemme tell ya, this first month of the VISTA life has been one gangsta whirlwind. I can't imagine experiencing some of this stuff anywhere else...
1. Where else do you have reason to drive 38 hrs. across the country with all your possessions stuffed into your coupe, with no guarantee of shelter, finance or camaraderie upon arrival in his new, strange home?
2. Where else do you live in a hellish, smoke-filled pit with insane old-schoolers because its the only place you can find on short notice (i've since moved out)?
3. Where else are you thrust into service, the nature of which you have little to no experience, with two different agencies, in two different towns, coordinating programs that don't yet exist and, for that matter, have not yet been meaningfully conceptualized? Where else is that considered pleasant news?
4. Where else do you meet some topsy-turvy, rabid-cool, grape-soda-slammin, grandma-pajama-wearin mamma-jammas like Lee Routledge and Taylor Schraudner who make you know you're not as insane as items 1-3 may have made you feel?
5. Where else are you surrounded by natural beauty the likes of which you hadn't before known, and hikes that make you feel like the king of your own little world (for at least one afternoon every week).
6. Where else do you meet old people that are way cool?
I can't think of a place on earth where all of the above apply. This year will be unique.
In conclusion, VISTA is awesome and I'm adjusting well.
Love,
Chase Hill
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