Well. Its October. . .
The leaves should be
changing colors at home, that crisp feel to the air, spiced apple cider, going
to pumpkin patch, and Halloween celebrations . . . here in Mozambique, its just
starting to get hotter.
I miss the changing of
seasons. Here its just hot, or hotter. Not too much of a variation. Sure there
are seasonal crops and such – but that's basically when different tropical
fruits are edible and when they aren’t. I suppose its not all that bad, many
people dream of climates like this, and hate the cold – maybe its because I was
born and raised in Western PA, where there are very distinct seasonal changes,
that I miss it. Even the freezing cold snow and ice… which, I will see. The two
month countdown has started . . . get your requests in now for any nick-nacks
or Christmas presents from Mozambique that you would like.
Unfortunately this will
not be a positive blog post. . .yet again.
I am still finding it to be a struggle to be in Quelimane. .
. yes, I am making my house homier, and am starting to enjoy it more (or maybe
I’ve just gotten used to it), but work continues to be a struggle. Last week, I
went to the ICAP office every day, from 7am until around 3:30pm. I tried to be
included in meetings, events and such, but it is data collection time, meaning
my coworkers are all very focused on their excel spreadsheets, and getting the
data into New York. . . This leaves me to sit here. Day in and day out, trying
to find things to do.
I participated in a few
conference calls with Peace Corps staff in Maputo that would have been
productive, unfortunately the connection was terrible, and it became more of a
hassle to try and keep me connected- and we eventually just ended the call.
I sent off the final draft
for the GAAC Toolkit that we’ve been working on, waiting for review and
feedback. . . sent a bunch of emails for other work topics, reached out to some
new PCV’s to see how their integration is going. . .and surfed the web.
Needless to say, it was a long and stupid week.
Trying in vain to meet
with people from the DPS (provincial department of health) who I am supposed to
be partnered with. Waiting for feedback from my proposed project ideas to ICAP
(the I-NGO I am partnered with), and now, waiting for feedback from the GAAC
Toolkit.
I am busy for maybe an
hour out of my day, sending and responding to emails. . and then I sit here in
an office.
I miss Tia Julia. At least
when I didn't have work in Quissico, I could go an sit with her for hours on
end, watching the towns movements, and chatting with a good friend. Ive tried
to get to know my neighbors, to no avail. . . they just aren’t interested. I’ve
made some friends that I do yoga with in the evenings. . however I don't always
attend our classes because I don't feel safe walking around the city at night.
I am currently dealing
with a lot of inter-personal drama with friends, and family. So I’m finding
that a good outlet has been yoga and drawing. I had some fellow PCV’s over this past weekend, which was
nice in some respects, and incredibly annoying in others. Let me state for the
record, that I truly enjoy cooking for people, I enjoy having people around my
house, hanging out, going out on the town etc. HOWEVER – when people ‘forget’
to chip in for the costs of things, it stops being enjoyable and becomes
annoying. There is more to this, but that's all I feel like saying for now.
Wah, wah, wah.
Poor me.
Sorry again for the
negative tone in the blog. Just the way things are right now.
I have decided that if I
am still unhappy by the time I come home for leave, I will just stay stateside,
work for a while and save up money for graduate school (which is also something
that I am reconsidering).
If anyone has suggestions,
job opportunities, thoughts about graduate school etc. . . I am open for
suggestions/guidance.
Thanks
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