It wasn't so much a choice as it was I kind of fell into it. You know how they say you don't fall into things; you make decisions that lead up to where you are now? I used to be like 'duh' you make the freakin choices don't blame it on some external non-you force that you ended up there! But now I get the grey area; sometimes the choices and steps you take towards something feel so small until suddenly you "wake up" and dazedly ask 'how in the world did i get here?' So yes I'd still say that by and large I fell into it.
Country-wise I guess I'd been geared to come back to the US since 2008 and nothing really happened along the way to jolt me into considering going to other places ('other places' as in Europe. other possibilities haven't even registered). So I barely looked at non-US partner unis. How i ended up here in Storrs itself - rural, countryside, woodsy, away-from-anywhere-else Storrs, CT - has a slightly more adventurous tinge to the story. I wanted to try something new (: something non-city, something pretty, something natural.
And I'm loving it here so far, despite the mooodswingy weather (at least forecasts are pretty accurate here) and lack of roti prata / tau huay / mee soto. But I do wonder, randomly, if I hadn't had my direction towards the US initially and had weighed the offered SEP destinations more equally, would I have picked Europe? For now I guess that's gonna be an adventure for another time! Meanwhile, i'm right where i'm meant to be not least because... come 23rd september *drumroll* ... thursday won't be the same again ;)
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