10 days. 9 sleeps. 864,000 seconds...863,999...863,998...
In ten days a story will begin. I will be dropped into the middle of a new culture, a new climate, and a completely new way of life. The distance between me and my new life: 8,177 kilometers - 5,081 miles - 8,177,992 meters - 26,830,682 feet - or, two flights with a transfer in Belgium.
I will be living and working in northern Burkina Faso, a small landlocked country in West Africa, in a place called Yako. This will be my first international experience. All my life thus far was spent in Southwestern Ontario, Canada (with the exception of some vacations in the Caribbean and my childhood trips to Florida).
So the question arises: why do this blog? Simply put: to tell a story. It is your choice to turn the page and continue reading. I am the author of a story with no clear direction. It has no known subject, nor characters, nor outcomes. This is a story about life and what happens when a life changes. It begins in 863,888 seconds...863,887...863,886...