Okay, the basics–I’m going to answer them here and that shall be that.
Right now I am in Tbilisi, in a Soviet-era hotel, with my fellow soon-to-be teachers. (whom I love.) We start training today, and in about a week we will move out to our respective regions, meet our host families, and start teaching! In the mean time is preparation on the language, history, and customs of Georgia.
(and now a story especially for Ms. Angie, who asked who the most interesting person I met while traveling was)
Sherry: What’s your name?
Me: Oh, I’m Mariah. And you?
S: Oh, huh. Interesting.
S: Do you know what that means? Or the origins of it?
M: Yeah, it’s Hebrew.
S: haha. I have a story I have to share with you…later. I’m Sherry.
M: Oh, nice to meet you. But now I’m curious as to what you know about my name!
S: Oh, well, it has Native American roots. You know, they call the wind Mariah….
S: That’s actually my name too.
At that point I was finished talking to the political activist who lied to me, and flew on to Istanbul!