A different kind of south. It came to me when I woke up the morning after I had been trying to think of names the entire night before. Names were thrown around like "boola and the roos", "down unda days", or "boolarang" but none of them quite hit the spot. Believe it or not I thought of the name when pondering the concept that the toilets are supposed to spin the opposite direction in the southern hemisphere than at home (spoiler alert: the toilets don't really spin at all). Oh well, I got a good blog name out of it.
As you can probably guess these toilet thoughts made me think about being in the southern hemisphere, i'm pretty much as south as you can get on the globe without being in Antarctica. I began to think how funny it was that my whole life I have been a "southern girl" and took pride in that. Born and raised SC girl, right here. But now I find myself in another south that I have begun to love in its own right.
The south I'm from and south I am in now have more in common than I imagined. Now don't get me wrong, there is no Bojangles or sweet tea here, but there are some friendly reminders that make me feel a little less than 10,000 miles away. For instance: the heat and humidity, the little noises of cicadas as you walk around, the sea breeze, and the beach sand all make me feel like I am in North Litchfield, SC, my second home.
It seems that I will forever be a southern girl, no matter what context or part of the world it puts me in.
Love it, Boola! So happy to share this adventure with you!!!! I can't wait to look back 30 years from now and think how disappointed we were that the toilets didn't even spin!!!!!
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