Day One

I remember when I was younger, let's go with grade 5, and I was on the basketball team. Now, I'm going to be honest- I wasn't a great basketball player and often I felt like I was on the team for comedic relief. (I'm not asking for sympathy, I liked being the team clown). Since I wasn't one of the main players, I didn't get nervous to play. I knew my time on the court was short-lived and generally pretty dull, so I never had the pre-game jitters like I did before a bowling tournament. Like I said, my time on the court was usually just spent running back and forth as the really great (12 year old) point-guards did their thing. Sometimes though, a couple times every game, I'd get the ball. It was such a rarity that it made my heart beat out of my chest every time. I'd almost forget where I was and what I was doing because I became so instantly nervous. Gut wrenching nerves. My plane is about to land in Mexico city. People often say to me "oh Sasha, you're all guts" (*readers not from Newfoundland, that = you're brave). Before my trip I wasn't nervous at all. But you bet your ass I am now. I'm alone for the first time in a long time in a whole new country and I feel like I just got the ball in the last 5 seconds of a 68-70 grade 5 basketball game. Wish me luck! 안녕! -Sasha