Salutations all
Its July 1st. . . WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?
You all are probably planning a nice cookout with friends
and family, getting together your ‘murika clothing, and stocking up on beers to
get through the hot afternoon. Over here in Moz, its chilly, our Independence
day is past, and I’ve entered my last full month of my time here.
It’s all coming to a rapid close. I have the yoga retreat
coming up this weekend, near Ilha de Mocambique, and then our going away party “despedida” here in Quelimane scheduled
for the 17th. I have yet to start packing, in my classic style I’ll
leave that to the last minute, and just toss everything into a bag and hope for
the best.
There is not too much new to report here, I’ve been spending
my days getting paperwork together for my close of service (COS) process - -
writing my description of service, letters to my supervisor, an organizational
summary report etc. And my afternoons have been spent doing yoga, binge
watching tv shows, and cooking good food. . . indulging myself with all of the
delicious fresh produce in the central market of Quelimane.
Yesterday I bought a papaya, cilantro, eggplant, green
beans, tomatoes, green peppers, carrots and okra - - for less than $5. You
really can’t complain about that. I made a delicious homemade salsa, and a
fantastic stir-fry for dinner. Nom nom nom.
happy fridge
Today is going to be spent organizing the final logistics
for the yoga retreat – getting the sessions organized, confirming the
reservation and meals, and packing up my bag. I leave on the 5am bus from
Quelimane to Nampula, and haven’t decided if I’m going to crash with a friend,
or if I want to indulge in a night on Ilha.
I’m not really sure where I am, mentally, with my departure
closing in so fast. . . I’m trying to think back to May 2012 when I could not
wait to get the hell out of the states, and start this adventure. I was sad to
leave friends and family behind, but not sad enough to stay. Now, I’m really
not sure how I feel about going back to the states. Yes I have graduate school
waiting for me, I have housing, and friends and family waiting my arrival,
which is wonderful . . but …
(I’m not really sure what is to follow the ‘but’ in that
statement)
Anyway.
36 days.
"this is my last month in Moz???"
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