This country is so big. I mean, I think I knew it intellectually but I don’t think I really understood it until I spent the last few days traveling through it by train. I come from a country that’s so small, you get two other countries’ cellular signal if you stand at your window.

In four days, I’ve been in three different time zones. I’m now three hours ahead of San Francisco, here in Atlanta.

I’m in the south for the first time. It might as well be a completely different country. I’ll be checking out all the museums and monuments relating to civil rights while I’m here. This place was an important place in that struggle.

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