I am currently in car, tucked between a door and an Abhi, typing on my phone. I slept for 8 hours for the first time in weeks last night, and I feel like a new person. After weeks of 5 hours or less of sleep and countless hours on trains, and subways, and in this car, you’d think I would hate these people. But I don’t. (Mostly. I don’t know, Andrew was a jerk in my dream last night, and he refuses to keep the volume on an even number. Some people just love to watch the world burn) I’ve had the pleasure of meeting my friends’ families and I am blown away by their generosity and their kindness and their humor. Thus far, this trip has only reiterated what I already knew: I have amazing friends. As much as we say we hate each other and accept bribes to physically harm each other, I think we actually like each other a lot. And I find myself thinking, as usual, that I am so lucky and so grateful.

 

So, now we’re in West Virginia, and I never thought I’d say this, but the snow covered mountains are quite beautiful. And I’m kind of sad to be leaving Pennsylvania behind. I was mesmerized the first time I saw New York City, but the shine wore off quickly. Manhattan is too busy, too crowded, too fast-paced. Brooklyn was charming, but still overwhelming. But I loved Pittsburgh, even though it was cold and windy, and it has a million bridges, and it isn’t close enough to an ocean. Maybe it was Heinz Field. I do bleed black and gold after all. Football always wins me over.

 

Next stop: Nashville. I am looking forward to falling in love with somewhere new all over again.

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