This blog was originally posted as a draft about a week ago. I started the blog right when I got to Almaty, Kazakhstan for U23 World Championships and figured that I would be done with it before the first race went off, which is why I went ahead and scheduled it to post automatically.
Then I wasn’t done with it. And it posted automatically. Sorry to those of you who read my half-formed thoughts. The accident and its subsequent embarassment leads me to the first thing that happens in Kazakhstan:
#1: Complete and utter misunderstanding of time.
Going to Asia is like going through a worm hole when you do it for the first time. Your today becomes tomorrow, your then your friends’ now and procrastination feels only half as satisfying because no matter what, you’re a whole day ahead of the East Coast.
#2: A #selfienation
Anywhere you go, a car crash, ski race, store checkout or bathroom, there will be selfies taken.
#3: Soldiers/Guards. Everywhere. Making you feel safe, but also making you wonder what you’re being protected from.
#4: Skiing! Allegedly…
#5: America. Epitomized by a bus-full of athletes chanting USA! on the final night.
That made for #9: Dramatic views
#10: a few things I didn’t get photos for, including but not limited to dogs that know how to read street crossing lights, incredibly friendly locals, pistachio lattes (no photos because I drank them too fast) and, last but certainly not least, horse meat.
Onward and upward,