So, yeah, the world didn’t end on Friday. Oh well. To be honest, I’ve been so busy that I wouldn’t have noticed or minded.
2012 was an absolutely jam-packed year. We moved from Nashville to Boston (word of advice, figure out a way to drug your cat before you are 2 seconds from losing your mind).
We hit up Montreal for the first time as well as Copenhagen. It’s still so odd that I can be just a few hours from the Vermont border and encounter a Quebecois gas station attendant who spoke no English yet never need a single Danish word in Copenhagen. Why the world is so interesting.
I did a photo walk with the Boston Instagrammers which was a fantastic experience. It taught me new ways to look at things and I found several accounts that I love to follow.
I learned that teaching is not for me. I took on a short freelance job and quickly discovered that I’m suited for individual tutoring not leading a small class. Now I know.
I ate A LOT of great food. First time having Armenian, Tunisian, Himalayan, Danish, and Portuguese. I tried fried pig’s ear, duck confit poutine, tahini doughnuts, and more beers than I can count. Including bacon beer. Yeah, I went there.
I challenged myself to taking one black and white photo for a month. I didn’t quite succeed, but I can now look for texture.
I got to explore my new city on my own schedule as I lived the life of a job-seeker. I don’t miss being broke, but I do miss the freedom of time that you have when unemployed.
And not only did I survive the end of the world, but also a muster of peacocks staring at me with their soulless eyes, a hurricane, an earthquake, and the Patriots losing the Super Bowl.