Like Defrosted Ginger

I've decided I don't like defrosted ginger root.

Generally speaking, I'm not a great cook. I'm not awful either, since no one's died yet after my meals, but I have a lot to learn about cooking:

Lesson 56

Ginger root does not defrost gracefully. 

In fact, it kind of looks like how I felt after getting back from Japan--that is, six legs and one tail away from clinging to your face to lay eggs in your stomach. (I almost put in a picture but it was too gruesome. I kindly decided to spare you.)

Seriously, though? Reentry sucks. I love traveling so much but I could definitely do without the jet lag, being reminded how rude Americans are, and being confined to one language in normal, polite settings.

Bright side, it's good to home. At the end of the day I love my city, my apartment, and, above all, my friends. Yeah, summer is awesome in Saint Louis. (Place love-sick sigh here.)

And now for something completely different:

じゃまたね!

Chiba: Day... Last

So, yeah. So much for daily posts. So much has happened since we left Tokyo. Constant travel, spotty Internet, interesting hotels, new MTW teams, sickness, exhaustion, marathon teaching days, and one happy, heartsick, young girl who is coming home today.

I need to get to packing but please stick with me as I continue to process this trip and catch you up on everything that has happened in the weeks of silence from this blog. I also think I might continue this blog to keep friends and family updated as I pray and consider my future. Only one year left at Covenant Seminary before "the rest of my life!" (Hear that with dramatic music and a loud booming voice.)

Much affection!

Katie Seay

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