Wednesday, June 23, 2010

years!

There’s just so much to write about, I don’t know where to begin!

My parents’ visit was awesome, filled with fun and relaxation and new experiences and misadventures. We saw so much of my life, spent time with so many of my friends, and stayed in some of the rankest hotels I have ever seen anywhere! Cars broke down in the middle of the night in huge currents of water, tô was eaten twice, tiny little hands were shook, a season of Survivor was watched, meals were cooked and enjoyed together. Really it was great.



I turned 24 on June 13th, a birthday well spent climbing a hill that has been beckoning me since my arrival.


I take back my earlier denouncement of brining sneakers with me to Burkina…it was awesome having good shoes for this little hike, and since it won’t be the last time I venture up and around these hills, I know I’ll be glad to have them again.


Later in the day there was a caramel-icious cheesecake making adventure. …didn’t really work out the way it probably was supposed to (wrong kind of cheese, among other obstacles)…so no pictures to share. Not yet, at least. It will be done.

And now what? The world cup is on in full force and my future site mate and I have been watching thirstily as we wait for the details of our respective new houses to be worked out. I’ve been cranking up the assertiveness in my search a little bit as the house I was supposed to move into actually fell down almost completely during the first rain storm of the year. There’s pretty much nothing left of it. So, I have a second house, less ideally located, in my back pocket kind of. Lots of waiting in this game I tell you.

I’m also waiting for my directrice to sit down with me and talk a little about what kinds of computer class help I can give to the school next year. Yes, I’m giving in, for many good and wise and mature and growth-oriented reasons. I don’t mind waiting on her though, as school pretty much just ended and I don’t think she once stopped working during the academic year. Take your time, Sister François.

In the meantime, I’ve got an idea cookin’ for something I can do to help with one of the things Sister Elisabeth wants to do for the school…vague, huh? If all goes well, I’ll post some details at another time. Don’t want to jinx things.

So yeah. I’ve got a few things to do these days, but a lot more things to think about. I think I’ll feel good when I have a new house though life will certainly unfold a little differently each day, that’s for sure. Less privacy, less ability to write things and do work and mess around on my computer, more visitors and expectations to visit people…a challenge, challenges, but better ones and more fulfilling ones. And I’ll still have up here to come to, especially if I am as connected to the school as it seems like I will be next year. Next year could potentially be ENTIRELY different from this year, a weird juxtaposition of living in a sort of new place where I want to take it easy and villageois my way into things while also having an official teacher-like job doing non-villegeois things. Scheduled and busy as opposed to wide-open and free. Year two as opposed to year one.