Places I have slept in the less than two years since Nate and Hannah got married: A year ago Aunt Ruth and I were talking about how in the year since their wedding, she had only slept in that house on Kalamazoo. In the past year, she has spent one night in Chicago, two nights at my cousins, and three nights at 3184 E. Borchers Rd. I've still got her beat.
1. Dordt dorms
#. Did we sleep at Hofland's that week ever?
2. 3184 E. Borchers Rd.
3. Emily's in Michigan, a road trip with Amy.
4. South Hall. Was it room 24? I don't know, that was a long time ago.
5. Reading weekend at 3184 E. Borchers Rd. I sang Fernando Ortega's Don't let me come home a stranger as I drove there.
6. My first time in a hostel, downtown Chicago, for the humanities festival.
7. Thanksgiving in Pella
8. Christmas vacation in Pella
9. and that house on Kalamazoo
10. and at 3184 E. Borchers Rd.
11. Interim in Phoenix. We camped. It was very cold.
12. It was so cold that one night we stayed in a Motel 8. That was great.
13. And back in South hall. I had been gone for a month, and we moved all the furniture around, so it counts again.
14. Easter in Pella. I hitchhiked back, in a strange way.
15. And Tulip Time. I rode with the guy I hitchhiked with the first time.
16. 3184 E. Borchers Rd. For about 48 hours. I left a moving mess for mom. Good practice.
17. Hofland's, the night of Derek's grad party.
18. Lynch's, in Idaho, about twenty hours after meeting Ryan and hopping in his car.
19. Glacier Dorm. Paradise, really. But still depraved. But I still miss it.
20. Camping in that one valley. It's a good thing Emily could come.
21. Pastor Willy's. That was some fun Dutch bingo.
22. Johnny and Christina's. Ryan almost forgot that I wasn't even twenty-one. I'm still not.
23. Shelbi's dorm. Saying goodbyes.
24. 3184 E. Borchers Rd. Mom grabbed my legs and shaved them.
25. Tibstra 33. That number. Not my favorite semester. It kind of got squished.
26. Reading weekend at that house on Kalamazoo
27. and Anita's house. Dude, a house. Imagine.
28. Chicago humanities festival in that hostel again.
29. Thanksgiving in Pella.
30. Christmas at 3184 E. Borchers Rd.
31. and that house on Kalamazoo
32. and Pella.
And this is where it starts getting crazy.
33. New Year's morning in a transatlantic plane.
34. One night in a hostel. Too much luggage for three narrow flights of stairs.
35. The Kirkwoods. They made London great.
36. Camarma. I had my own bathroom.
37. Calle Olivares, 3-1 A.
38. The empty hostel in Algeciras. Creeptastic.
39. The hostel in… Jerez. Hehe, that's funny. I had to look that up in my journal. I didn't even know we'd been to Jerez. That was back when all pueblo names just sounded like exotic Spanish words.
40. The hostel in Granada.
41. The other room in the hostel in Granada because we had to make two separate bookings because Alaina went home before all the hiking.
42. The hostel in Lagos.
43. The bungalow in Lisboa.
44. The hotel (what luxury!) in Toledo.
45. The hippy hostel in Granada, with a view of the Alhambra.
46. The cabin in Trevélez, where Rachel and I confirmed that we were the parents.
47. The pension in Matalascañas. We could've invited a couple friends, because we didn't even use the beds.
48. The bus to Madrid.
49. The hostel in Rome. Yes!
50. I slept for a good twenty minutes at Rachel and Gretchens house. But don't tell.
51. The hotel in Grazalema. Sharing a Spanish size single.
52.The bus to Madrid.
53. Camarma. It is good to return to a place.
54. The bus to Madrid, and a little more on the transatlantic flight.
55. 3184 E. Borchers Rd.
56. Hofland's.
57. Johnny and Christina's.
58. Lynch's. It was easier to find the second time.
59. Sol Duc Hot Springs Resort employee dorm. I'm sitting here on my bed (my second since I've gotten here), trying to tune my ears towards the children shouting "Marco" and "Polo" in my backyard and away from the Sex and the City that one of my four roommates is watching. Aromas waft up from the kitchen below. Mountains stand on each side of this place, and clouds cover it over.
It's hard to get enough sleep here, with all the things that surround me. But still I say, "I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety."
Sunday, June 1, 2008
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3 comments:
You are quite the traveler. #55.5 an hour or two in the Budget truck
You stayed at our house too, right? When you came in the Tinkerbell car and we went thrifting for non-cotton clothes?
hey!
I just wanted to mention that I'm finishing a paper that I'm writing about Marco Polo and other guys. ha! If it was only as easy as saying.. he was the guy with the name we use for a backyard game/swimming pool game.. :)
hope you are adjusting well to summer. I've started to, but I haven't started camp yet..
cara
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