You know you've made it w hen...

People stop you on the street in a city you don't live in and ask you for directions.
This happened to me not once, but twice last night. And I was able to give directions, to the two different places, completely accurately. It was cool to realize that I actually know my way around this city well enough to help other people. And apparently I must look like I have a clue.

Today, after a quick lunch at school, I decided to make my way into town to kill an hour and a half between classes. I now know about three different routes into town, I know how to get to the places I want to go to without wandering the streets (none of which are laid out into any grid-like format, just so you know), and I made it back in time, without getting lost, or even close to it.

This is not really a small feat, considering that only three weeks ago we were wandering around, completely disoriented, and spending an extra hour or so getting home because we were so clueless. It's a good feeling to know that if (when) I ever come back, that I will be able to just head out to wherever I want to go, no map, no directions, and feel comfortable with my sense of direction. I guess after a month, you'd hope a person would have a sense of direction in a previously foreign environment, but I have never really been in this position, so it's reassuring to know that if I ever moved or anything, I could deal.

Alright, back to class. It's almost over...just two more classes, two more assessments (tomorrow! must study!), and really only two more full days. In a way it doesn't feel like a month, but then I think about everything I've done, and it really does.