It used to be that in English class we would have time to free write in journals or some other type of graded medium, and I would load it with mindless page filler and derive the same benefit, none, that most other people of that age would.

Recently I’ve discovered waaaaayy too much free time on my hands in the evenings, and feel that my brain and/or what few writing skills I had are going to waste as I sit on my hands waiting for teaching contracts to go out and determine my fate for the next year. Realizing this, it’s my hope to have a little fun with the blog I made for another bit of self discovery: my European adventure. Further. I’m going to try my hardest to censor the pointless bitching and lamentations that plagued the livejournal I kept in high school. Frequently during my trip I looked forward to being able to write about my experiences and, though I am not seeing nearly the amount of cool new things and people that I once did, perhaps it can help me make a little more something out of nothing.

I doubt this will be interesting or entertaining to anyone other than probably my dad who will stumble across it months later and have a chuckle. All the same feel welcome to what may come.

Craig