…and there you have it. I went to Costa Rica, where I got a kidney infection, learned to surf (kind of) and met some weirdly conservative Canadians. I started and finished A-100 (the fighting 151st!), went to a lot of very happy hours, was pronounced proficient in Turkish, and then got assigned to Panama (go figure). I got a baby french bulldawg, named him Louis (pronounced Louie), and spent a lot of time playing with his giant ears. It’s been a very eventful few months, and I’m glad to settle into my new routine of full-time Spanish training at FSI.
I’ve written a lot on this blog about my journey into the Foreign Service, and absolutely nothing since I actually started training. Partly because I’ve been busy, partly because I’ve been lazy, and partly because the State Department is generally terrified of blogging and I don’t want to eff up before I even make it to post. I’ll try to be better about it – I am SUPER excited about my two years in Panama and will look forward to returning One Ticket to Adventure to its travel blog roots.


