explore.

Being in Kyrgyzstan finally hit yesterday. As I was taking the bus to school and walking to grab lunch I realized this feeling of independence in the city is amazing. I am in city where I may not know where everything is, but I can discover so many new things. Also, people around here are so willing to help. At lunch I can grab food at Vefa center and I love the community at the London School. Coming home is great as well, because I get to see my host family, especially my little brother. He is so beautiful and probably the happiest child I have ever met. Laughing over the language barrier and miscommunication is a wonderful part of daily life here.

My host father killed a spider for me the other day, which was so kind. I swear that the spider had intentions to eat me as it continually got closer to my bed. Ulaan insisted it was small at first, but as time went on, it was like a fisherman's story and the spider got larger and larger.

Yesterday, we went to the art museum and some of the work was mind-blowing. There was a room dedicated to yurtas. The man had worked on this exhibit for eight years and each one of the wall-coverings for the yurta took him around four months. The passion and pride for his country was both astounding and beautiful.