I usually start thinking about what I’ll write with a picture, but tonight I don’t have one. I still haven’t taken one. [ah, I found my image after all] I’m determined to live this experience, good and bad, in the present. We moved in with our hosts two days ago. I’ve been fortunate to be placed with a family that has hosted volunteers for 24 years, and they have wifi. I’m the first Spanish-speaking volunteer she’s hosted. They told me that every time, even though it’s only three months, they are sad to see their volunteer leave. It’s an incredible gesture for them to open their home to strangers, let alone to stick with it for a quarter of a century. They receive minimal compensation for everything they offer to us. I will give and get, and I’ll have to work hard to keep things equal.
After four days of training and time with my host family, I’m convinced that this is the right place for me. I will be living on five dollars a day for the foreseeable future and, for now, I’m content.
Cheese in my hot coco
Chicken liver in my soup
Cooking with my Senora
Cold shower in Ecuador
Coleslaw with sugar and yogurt
They found the idea of guinea pigs as pets to be utterly disgusting.