on the way home

I flew home yesterday. A flight that should take around 10 hours took fifteen. But I was happily surprised in many ways, and the extra time was worth the wonder of those 5 hours. The most unexpected thing that happened came in the way of a nice man (around my dad's age, so no suspecting, silly) who invited me to go into town with him. We both, as it turned out, had a 5 hour layover in Frankfurt. A time that I wasn't looking forward to, ended up being a refreshing time talking with a kind American dad and husband, who was currently the high school principal at the International School of Budapest and who had been in international education for 30 years! His two kids both grew up in an international setting, and now were working in Switzerland and Moscow. Coincidence?? I think not! What a blessing to spend time with someone who really understood what i would be facing when I got home to the states after 2 years abroad. And what a treasure trove of knowledge I had stumbled on! He had so many encouraging things to say about teaching. He agreed with a lot of my ideas about my need and desire to go into the public schools in the US before I decide (if I ever do) to go overseas to teach again, this time in a salaried position. He was impressed that I had gone into a foreign school setting and had done well. He said that in my position I might even be able to be hired in some schools overseas and in the States even before I had completed my teaching certificate. He just had so much passion for teaching overseas, and had lived in Switzerland, Japan, Saudi Arabia, Brazil and now Budapest. Anyway, we talked over my schooling process that I was looking ahead to over cappucinos and croissants in sunny downtown Frankfurt, and I was having the time of my life. Pretty cool when these moments are simply dropped on my doorstep!
That's it for now. I have some jetlag to recover from, so a movie and popcorn is on tap :)