The Venga bus is coming

to North Carolina, in the form of a just-barely-big-enough (thanks, Sorenson's mover guys) 12 foot Penske truck careening over the mountains as its driver takes scenic through-the-windshield photos like this. Of note, the only purpose that mirror served was to block this shot (well, and to reassure us that the back of the truck was in fact still connected to the front). Photographic mishaps aside, it's good to be back here where we can get a quart of sweet tea for 89 cents at Bojangle's and the people are friendly - the guy who tried to hitch a ride in the truck even admitted that his request was "real sketchy," and was nice about it when Kirsten turned him down. So far, we've caught up with a few friends here, taken the Ayesha Kadir Chapel Hill nostalgia tour, finally met Boot Steenker, unloaded all of our spare stuff onto Kirsten's parents (thanks, Deb and Bri - and Kilgore the cat, whose room is being taken over by boxes) and realized that living in Minnesota for three years has made us about as tough as soft serve ice cream in the summer heat. Oh, and we made a little bit of time in between Food Network afternoon programming to send back our acceptance letters for our jobs in New Zealand. I suppose we will have to go back to work eventually...blast. For now, though, it's off to New York for Heather and on to hardcore boards study time for Kirsten...more soon!