So… COS conference. Close of Service. A time for all the
volunteers in my group to get together one last time, recap our service, talk
about our successes/failures, reminisce a bit about how far we have come, start
thinking about life in America, and have a chance to say one final goodbye.
Its strange that it happens about 90 days before our actual
leave dates, but I suppose that's logistically the better way to do things.
During our conference we talked a lot about the logistics of getting back home;
plane tickets, reestablishment allowances, career services etc …. All very
helpful for those who are actually going home. (to be clear, I will not have
another COS conference, this was it for me – I just have to remember all of
this information for another year hah).
We were put up in one of the nicest hotels in Maputo, which
was AWESOME! After a week of staying at Base Backpackers (not a bad place) and
then a weekend at an ex-pat’s house (USAid worker) it was like the cherry on a
sundae to stay at the place we did. It was a beautiful spot, located at a great
place in the city, accessible to many things, and the conference was held right
there.
We had full days everyday, and were privy to many guest
speakers- mainly RPCV’s (returned peace corps volunteers) who shared their
experiences, how returning to the states was for them, and what they have been
involved with since leaving their country of service. Again, all very
interesting, and awesome- just doesn't really apply to me at this point in my
service.
One of the best parts of the conference for me, was a visit
from the CDC representative for the GAAC program (the work that I will be doing
in my 3rd year in Quelimane). We had a great brainstorming session
with all of the volunteers who have been involved with this program throughout
our service. It was an information download for the CDC about what actually is
happening in the field, and a mini-venting session for the PCV’s to express our
frustrations and the numerous problems that arise with this well-meaning
program.
We were able to get a basic form for the toolkit that I will
be working on this next year, and we have started to compile information to
help create it. The toolkit will be distributed to each hospital/health center
that has ARV’s (antiretroviral treatment). It will hopefully be something
implemented nationwide, with the help of volunteers, and their counterparts –
to create a sustainable and lasting program for those who take HIV medications.
This next year, you all will be hearing more about how its going. For now, just
know that I am very excited about this possibility, and that the work has
already started!
Of course, when you get Moz 18 together, you know that there
will be some great times. Nights out at the karaoke bar, playing pool at the cheep
beer spot, dancing our butts off at a live music venue – it was a great going
away party every night.
Moz 18, enjoying some drinks at a nice spot!
During many of the sessions, I felt that they weren’t really
applicable to me because they were all about reintegration into the United
States, saying goodbye to our homes here etc. I would sit there and think “I am
not leaving yet, so this doesn't really matter”… and then it hit me- though I
am not leaving Mozambique, I AM leaving Quissico, my home here, my friends, and
life as I know it here in Mozambique. I’m about to move to a big city, have an
actual job/internship, and start my professional life. Life IS going to change
for me. Just maybe not as drastically.
Some food for thought.
Last weekend was Beer Olympics at Tofo Beach! I’m not going
to go into too much detail about what happened, but know that it was a great
time. Health volunteers vs. Education volunteers here in the south. Health won
(obviously) and it was a wonderful weekend of sun, surf, friends and beer.
Health team- we can do this ALL DAY!
game faces? sadly mine is not as intimidating.
So my life has been busy since COS conference. I have
returned to site on Sunday, and jumped right back into work, planning the REDES
Workshop (May 24-25), getting work done for CCS, starting to work on this
Toolkit for the GAAC program, and just everyday hustle and bustle here in
Quissico. My brother gets in around 11am on Sunday the 11th, so this
weekend I have to travel back to Maputo to get him (sighhhhh). But its all
totally worth it to have him here.
Cant wait to toss him in the back of a truck, hitchhiking.
Its been a shocking and rather frustrating day – on my walk
to the hospital this morning the small puppy that has sort of adopted Lua and I
followed me the entire way, and right as I was entering the road to the
hospital, he was run down by a car. His small body was just thrown clear across
the road, landing right at my feet, and the car continued on its way. Shocking,
terrifying, saddening, disgusting. Just a river of emotions tore through me at
that moment. RIP little puppy, you were so cute and compeltely adored by both Lua and I.
I walked into the hospital, very shaken at what I had just
witnessed, unsure of what to do – only to find that the entire CCS team was
gone, and that NO ONE LEFT ME THE KEYS to the office. Even though I specifically
asked them to yesterday. I have lots of work to do. And cant really do it
unless I’m in the office, with all of the documents, paperwork and materials.
Frustrating. So. . . . I collected myself the best I could, and walked myself
right over to Tia Julia’s shop. She immediately served me some tea, and I have
been sitting here since, writing blog posts, and working on my other
assignments from my computer, chatting with her now and then and just trying to
calm myself from a rather traumatic morning. Sigh…. Life in Mozambique, never
boring.
Well kids… I suppose that's all for now.
xo –
t