.... it might be my body's way to compensate for having too much on my plate.

I took on a volunteering project in Hungary, concerning tourism (gotta dust off that tourguide licence and skills). Before leaving however, I gotta finnish my translating load.... and you wouldn't believe how 2nd grade mathematics and science can be hard... when you gotta translate them to a foreign language (and anyways poor kids. If they want them to know all this stuff in second grade, what comes next?). I need to pack and prepare some touristy know-how, prepare infosheet for another project that I am gonna be leader of....

My mind ïs in the go-go-go mode, eventhough body is slightly tired.

In a way I don't wanna arrive to Hungary in this state of mind (for the fear I will immaturely laugh at hungarian language, mock paprikas and have drunken encounters................. eventhough that last one might be a reason why some people do workcamps).




Btw: does it ever happen to you that you meet somebody and wonder for a brief moment if they are real? I bumped into an Ukrainian couple who wore traditional stitch-decorate blouses and they looked like they step of tourist brochure. They approached me cause I was wearing ribbons in UA colors on my purse. After brief patriotic slogans exchange we went each in our direction... and I was like "did they just happen? Who wears tradional folklore dress when in foreign country?".
(I am 99% certain they were real. Still...)