You can probably tell just by looking at this picture why I like my host parents so much. They are always this happy.(OK, at least always since I moved in last Friday.)
I am beginning to understand what a big deal it is for Vakhtang to have an American living in his house--and to have sent his daughter to Indiana to study this year. He's a bit older than Larisa and grew up during the Cold War, when Georgia was back in the USSR. Just like Americans of that era, I'm sure he grew up with air-raid drills and stories about the boogeyman.
Unfortunately, that was us.
Luckily for me, he is willing to give Peace (Corps Response Volunteers) a chance.
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