It is said that your PC experience is like an emotional roller coaster. So true. I try to be optimistic and positive, but sometimes it is challenging.
After packing up, I went to wait on the main road for a truck to leave for the pueblo. As I waited I witnessed a woman hitting her child repeatedly with her shoe. Another woman cheered her on, "Harder, harder!" Good thing I was wearing sunglasses, because I couldn't hold back the tears.
My afternoon was definitely better than my morning. I was greeted by Laura's smiling face in Tabara Arriba. I went to stay the night with her and get to know her site, she is the closest volunteer to me; it took an hour and a half to travel to her site from mine.
Her host mom made us limeade, mango milkshakes, and coffee. We walked around her town and swam in the river. A neighbor had a mini fiesta where we ate delicious mofongo (plantains, garlic, and fried pork rind). Laura and I chatted about our frustrations, spoke English, and ate Snickers. It was rejuvenating.
My first day back I met more potential literacy students. My house was approved by PC but not until we complete some updates.
I have started to hike a little bit too. I need to take advantage of the cool weather and great views. I went up to a line of mango trees and on my way down, this old man gifted me limes, chayote squash and this large tropical fruit (it's supposed to make great juice).
I have started to hike a little bit too. I need to take advantage of the cool weather and great views. I went up to a line of mango trees and on my way down, this old man gifted me limes, chayote squash and this large tropical fruit (it's supposed to make great juice).
chayote |
I think this roller-coaster will continue for awhile. It is challenging to live in another culture away from everyone you know, especially when all eyes are watching your every move and mood.
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