Well, I'm here!

My adventure has officially started. This weekend, I got unpacked and settled in my aunt Julie’s house. She has gone out of her way to make sure I feel like it is our home for the next four months. After I put up pictures on my walls, it really will feel like home. The weather hasn’t been as completely drastic as I expected. I’ve been here in July when simply walking outside makes you sopping wet with humidity. Sure, it is hot and humid, but not unbearably so. And I definitely could get used to the fact that every building is air-conditioned.

The day I left, Rachel told me to eat 27 peaches for her. A fun joke, but I’m taking it to heart and starting a peach count. I’ll be keeping it up on Twitter, so if you follow me, that’s why I’m counting peaches! Julie and I went to a peach stand yesterday and purchased a basket to start off my count strong. We also had peach ice cream and peach salsa which were amazing, but don’t get to be counted.


When Julie told the man selling the peaches I was from California, he responded with “peaches in California are pretty, but they don’t have the same depth of flavor as Georgia peaches.” That's probably true.