Here I am. I’m in Barter Island. Its gorgeous and humbling. Everyone knows everyone and all the kids are friendly. My Ahpa is 86 and holds a conversation better than I can. So far I’ve worked 7 days and today’s my first day off to celebrate the 4th of July. Basically I work and I enjoy my time with my dad and grandpa. Its definitely not a lonely town like my dad describes, though its been only a week. I’ve slept a whole day away. I mean good. I’ve got no choice but to be friendly here.
Um. Its funny every adult remembers me from when I’d visit as a child but I have a hard time remembering names. They’re all nice and encourage the young ones to be active. Its a whole different vibe here. I wish I could stay longer and that I was a much better conversationalist. I also am more aware of myself and am a little ashamed of how well-brought up I was. I want to do a lot for people I come across. They’re sweet.
I better head back to my grandpa’s. Its cold outside. Um. I’m sitting on their school deck because this is the only internet I’ve got. More about this town later on.
