Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Bright Lights, Big City

So for the past 2 weeks I have been in Lusaka partaking in what is officially called IST (gotta love the Peace Corps. acronyms) -In Service Training, with the group of people that I came into country with. The thought behind these past two weeks is that we've all been at our sites for approximately three months and therefore should know what our villages want to focus on the most. We then go to Lusaka and learn more about those subject areas. Its also really great to see everyone and see how much everyone has changed in the past three months and to take a little breather from the village life. As a whole most of the men got a a bit hairier and skinnier, and the women, well, the women stayed exactly the same...therefore further staking our claim as the more resilient of the two species. All 46 of us who remain stayed in dormitory style housing-together- shared bathrooms and all- for the two weeks. Needless to say, no one got enough sleep and at the end almost everyone was sick, just like in college. There are some many things about this experience that remind me of a mix between college and summer camp...

We also had a counterpart workshop during the two weeks where we got a bring a villager to Lusaka and spend time with them in a project design workshop which was cool because it was able to bring Peace Corps. to another level in their eyes. My counterpart, Patrick, and I made big plans during our workshop sessions of many things we want to carry out when I get back to the village (like a soya cooking demo and a demo permagarden plot). I think it definitely got him hyped up to do work with me when I get back and that makes me excited too.

So the general topic that Peace Corps. volunteers talk about the most is...FOOD. You become pretty obsessed with food while out in the bush. And Lusaka, being the bustling metropolis that it is does have quite a variety to choose from (chinese, thai, indian, "western", mexican), all of which were extremely exciting for those of us who've been lacking variety and/or spices in our diet. I was most excited about ice cream, however the only thing that made me sick both times when I had it was- Ice Cream. I dont think I can live being lactose intolerant or ice cream sensitive so I am just going to pretend that those were isolated incidents that will never happen again. Seriously.

As fun as being with a bunch of muzungus in Lusaka was I was ready to get back to my home sweet hut. I missed my village and my kids. A lot. Which I think is a really really good sign because there was a time where I couldnt have imagined getting so attached, but its official I am pretty much obsessed with my village. And Chipata for that matter. Listening to other volunteers complain about their boma's/Provincial capitals made me realize that even though I may not have any Peace Corps. neighbors I still have the best boma in all of Zambia because Chipata has EVERYTHING (I'm not being bold here. I am legit speaking the truth). We've got delivery pizza and burritos, which is absolutely unheard of in Zambia, outside of Lusaka. And beautiful views, and amazing people. This is starting to sound a little bias, but I promise you that its not. Its the truth.

As excited as I was to go back to village I only got to be there for a few days because I am off again to go to Victoria Falls for a vacation (think safari, gorge swing, SWIMMING-even though the last thing I want to be wearing about two weeks in Lusaka is a bathing suit, and sunset river cruise). But then I am back in the village for awhile and will be excited to be there

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Well some more firsts have happened since I made my last post. One of them being that I killed my first scorpion. After I white washed my house, the new termite tracks (I dont really have a better word for it) became really visible and therefore pretty easy to destroy with some spray poison...however there was a large group behind the bookcase in my hut, and feasting on those termites was a scorpion. I was really taken aback by it, and it wasnt even a big guy. I'm a little nervous here because I thought I had the fear of creepy crawly things in the bag, however my Sunday morning enounter with that guy proved me wrong. And then theres always the snakes to think about. I'm really hoping those stay hidden in the fields until I am almost done with my service (just for bonus points I would like to have a big snake story to tell and command respect for when I venture back to the states, but not for awhile).

Last week the Country Director for Peace Corps. came out to see all the new sites in Eastern Province so it was pretty cool to show him around and then all the volunteers who could make it had a big family dinner with him in Chipata. After that my friend Sarah, who is my closest neighbor (not counting the Peace Corps. house) biked back to my site and then biked the 55k to her site at the beginning of the week. I also got to see some other PCVs who stay out by her. And their area is absolutely beautiful with these huge rock formations and mountains. It was definitely worth the trip and it was only like a 2 hr 30 min bike ride which in Zambia time is like 30 min.

In fact the 55k out to her site is way easier than the 30k ride from my site into Chipata. The last 10k leading up to the city are the absolute worst! But my hitching luck has been out lately so Ive been biking it more frequently, even though I always curse myself that last 10k. To give you an idea of how different the incline is, I'll just say that it takes me 1hr 30 min to bike into Chipata and 50 minutes to bike out. But it is nice to have my bike for running around Chipata once I get here, which is always what I feel like I am doing. I used to get so excited to come to town but now I kind of dread it because I know that its just going to be crazy busy.

In other news, my parrafin stove ran out of wicks these week so I had to start cooking with charcoal, which compared to parrafin takes FOREVER. And I am not a patient person, especially when I am hungry. To add insult to injury the charcoal I got is really slow burning and takes over 30 min to heat up. Peanut butter and jelly and I are getting to be quite good friends. Other than that I've been pretty busy meeting with different groups and people and trying to improve my language skills so I can communicate with even more people. I think that they are getting better slowly...

I ended up buying the netball and I am so glad that I did because we've been playing a lot in the village. We had a game this past Saturday and won, which is always great. One thing I find really interesting about the women and netball is that before the game they bathe, and rebraid their hair. Then they put on some of their newest and best clothes to play the game. And the other teams do the same. Whereas I show up in the dirtiest clothes I have because it doesnt make sense to me, when I am just going to get absolutely filthy running around and kicking up dirt (the court is loose dirt) for 2 hours. But its one of the few occasions that the women and girls actually have for dressing up and showing off so in that sense it does make sense to me, but its just another example of a cultural difference.

And now Ive got to cut this blog entry short because I have about a million things to do in town today. But hopefully I will update again soon. And thank-you to all the letters Ive gotten. They make me so happy! And the packages too! Ive been pretty good about responding to everyone so hopefully if you havent heard from me in awhile you will soon soon!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Its Winter here...No I mean it, its really COLD

Ok to preface this post I would like to let everyone know that the apostrophe is not working on the keyboard that I am typing on so I am not being a lazy typer...ANYWAY:

So I hear that the East Coast is currently in the midst of a tropical heat wave. Thats awesome. I was so cold this morning that my toes were numb. Lets send some of that warm weather back to Zambia where it belongs. Actually the weather has been amazing lately so I really cant complain, its breezy during the day and cool enough to sleep with blankets at night, which is my FAVORITE sleeping weather. I realize that I havent posted in about a month but to be honest I think its because not that much has happened well and I havent really come to Chipata all that much.

 Well ok a bit has happened but not too much that I want to write home about. I had a few firsts. My first REAL bout of homesickness for a few days, where I was just pretty miserable and wanted to be ANYWHERE but rural Zambia. My first episode of real sickness that made me stay in bed for a few days (dont worry it wasnt malaria just some good ole food poisoning, at least thats what I think it was). And my first big fall off my bike while going down a hill with too many things on my the back of it. Im gonna go ahead and say that I would be completely and totally fine if none of those experiences ever happened to me again but I am also 100% that they most definitely will. I just try to keep my negative thoughts, feelings, and emotions off of the internet- they go into letter form instead!

I also had my first feelings of torn allegiance during the US v. Ghana match. Of course I ultimately decided to roots for the US if only because I was the only one in the room, rooting for them (and lets face it I was born and raised in Massachusetts and those are the types of sporting situations I live for). But I was going to be really sad if Ghana got knocked out because the hopes of the continent rested on their shoulders...and they did end up getting knocked out the next round but still...

But as of right now life is good. Im in Chipata today, running around like crazy trying to do a bunch of errands and failing a few of them. I want new seat covers for the cushions on the benches in my hut, but I cant seem to find the right material. Yes, I can be picky in Zambia. Im also supposed to buy my village a new netball (which is the same as a soccer ball) but am hesitant about it because they are pretty expensive and by habit dont like just giving things away, although we havent played in about 2 weeks because our ball is completely destroyed and I really really miss it so I guess I am compromising my morals for my own personal fun and I feel like this may not be the last time I do that...

So all in all life is good, even though I still feel a bit lost as to what I am actually supposed to be doing, but everyone says that becomes more clear and focused with time, so I think thats just what Ive got to give it. I know that a bunch of people have sent letters and packages...or so they say but the Chipata post office is being a bit slow these days but I'm confident that they will come soon soon.

Friday, June 11, 2010

The Sound of Settling...

I must say the village is definitely starting to feel like home. My bed is definitely starting to feel like my bed, which is great because in America I LOVED my bed, so I take this as a concrete sign that I am beginning to really adapt to Zambia. This past week I had Provincials, which is where every province has a group meeting where you get to meet everyone in your province and address issues that are affecting you all. It was cool to finally meet everyone in Eastern and great to see some of the people from my intake again and compare stories and adjustment issues. But even though it was great to spend some time out of the village and meet some awesome new people I was ready to get back to my village after those four days and have some time to myself again. Its weird, because I thought the downtime would be a really big detriment to this experience and that I would go absolutely crazy with "nothing to do" but its actually the exact opposite- I love it. And there is ALWAYS something that I could do, like hoe my garden for instance or wash my sheets, or clean my bike.

Ive just started some serious work on my garden although the soil is crazy hard so its going to take a lot of work and a lot of love. My hands hurt pretty badly now from the blisters Ive given them over the past two days. I have blisters in places on my hands that I didnt even know got blistered and muscles in my hands that I didnt know got sore, are sore, but hopefully this will all lead to a beautiful and productive garden in my backyard (my village is pretty doubtful considering the soil quality but I am hoping to prove them wrong). Other than that Ive started to plan some meetings in my community as the harvest is beginning to wrap up and people are starting to have more time to spend on other activities. So Im excited to be doing a bit more with my community members and see what their ideas for our work together are, although Ive had a great time just hanging out and playing a lot of netball so far so I cant complain.

In other news its the first day of the World Cup, which is super exciting here. My hitch into town was coming from Lusaka and going to Malawi and they had South African decorations all over their car and were dressed from head to toe (literally hats to socks) in World Cup gear. I guess Lusaka is pretty loud with people blowing fan horns all over the streets. In Chipata, business as usual is taking place, but I'm sure that will change once the games actually start taking place, especially if its an African match. I'm hoping to be able to watch at least a few matches on TV but its hard considering, since I am in community entry, that I am not supposed to really leave my village so we'll see, maybe a tv hooked up to a car battery will make its way to the village....

Friday, May 14, 2010

An infected toe...OH NO!

So I am currently ALMOST two weeks into my stay at sight. Monday will be my two week anniversary, although honestly I feel like I've been living in the village A LOT longer than that...but it has gone by really quickly. I've made some new friends- namely the RAT that enjoys coming to visit my hut every night at about 11. I dont have any food in there, so I'm pretty sure he just comes around to hang out with me, which would be totally fine if I wasnt ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED OF RATS. Although the fear is slowly leaving me, and its being replaced with extreme annoyance- apparently this is something that all volunteers go through soo I'm just getting broken in for my service right. Thank-you Peace Corps. for making me face all of my greatest and worst fears- in the course of one week. From living by myself for the first time, to getting my phone stolen (happened last Friday right after I posted my blog), to visitors by rats, to an infected, pussing toe- I've had a pretty eventful week but I guess the main take home message of all of it is that I survived all of it. Although I'm not gonna lie I did get a bit stressed out there for a bit. Especially when my toe started oozing and waking my up in the middle of the night for some drainage (dont worry I am on antibiotics now and everything is chabwino -Nyanja for fine)

I have done some cool stuff in the past week though so I cant say it was all bad, because really, rarely is anything all bad. I visited one of the local schools and saw their garden nursery and beehives. I went to track down a rural health clinic- ended up finding it, although the person I was looking for that worked there has since left his position and no one at the clinic spoke English or Nyanja so that made communication interesting. Even though I didnt find the clinic I did find some really really cool baobob trees (google them) so that was a highlight of the day. I also went out to the fields with the farmers in my village to harvest some groundnuts (peanuts). My village is super dead till about 3:00pm everyday because everyone is out in the fields picking their crops (for the year!) so that makes it a little weird in terms of trying to get to know the community and holding meetings for projects but hopefully next month people will be around more. I have already been approached to help with a local community preschool (up to age 7) that is meeting under a tree, and to help with business skills for a carpentry project. I'm planning on visiting another local clinic next week to see how it runs and operates and again trying to get acclimated to my community and doing some exploring.

Right after I post this blog I'm planning to ride out of Chipata for the first time on my bike. Its only about a 35k ride but I havent really attempted any long rides since Ive been back in Zambia so we will see how it goes...I'm not sure when the next time I'll be able to post will be but until then...

Friday, May 7, 2010

Omg I live in a mud hut

Ok so I have officially moved into my own mud hut. I moved in on Monday and have successfully lived in the village for four whole days. I know to some of you that may seem like absolutely nothing. However, I'm pretty excited about it. Every day counts when you are taking it one day at a time. Overall I feel really really overwhelmed but generally good about the whole situation.

I feel llike I've got so much to do and everything takes so much time (sometimes unexpectedly). Like yesterday, I had aimed to go for a quick exploratory bike ride around my village just like 20k or something to get a feel for the place, when I got two flat tires in the matter for 25 minutes. No, I didnt have my repair kit with me. Yes, I was at the very farthest point that my ride would take me from my village. So three hours later I arrived back at my village with a broken bike, and ready to completely fix my bike, despite the fact that I have never changed or patched a bike tire before. Ok so Peace Corps. does give three bike maintenance sessions during our training but due to my social nature and general inability to focus when I'm with a large group (especially my PST group!) I may or may not have goofed off during allll three...whoops. Oh and rats attacked my food the night before (at least they were in my separate hut where I DONT sleep). So my general disposition was a bit off its usual sunny self... oh and the medicine I'm on for malaria prevention is causing third degree burns on my nose and hands (yes, even with sunscreen, and even with hats and gloves). So before I could do anything I had to take a bit of time to cool off (my hands mostly), and take a deep breathe...but the moral of the story is that I fixed it- on my own and that just when I was getting super frustruated the ambuya (grandmother) who lives behind my house brought me a bowl of  bananas and groundnuts-just because and once again I had renewed faith in the world.

So one of the things I really like about my village is that its super sports oriented. Almost everyday at then end of the day the men father for soccer practice (they're really really good) and the women play netball (think water polo meets basketball- no dribbling). Ive been playing netball the last couple of days and I really like it I feel like its one of the things I can do to bond with my  community knowing very little of the language.

Hmm other than playing netball I've been trying to get my daily schedule down, and get a routine started. I sleep an incredible amount here. Its wonderful. I go to bed around 8 and sleep till 6- the best part is that I am no longer a slave to an alarm clock! I'll probably start waking up earlier once I get going with projects but until then sleep sleep it is.

I've hung up some pictures on my walls to remind me of home and they make me so happy whenever I see them. So...SEND ME MORE PICTURES of everything thats going on while I'm gone. I'd seriously seriously love it. And letters these first three months of community entry (when I'm not techincally working but just getting to know my community) are supposed to be pretty difficult so any letters between now and then will be extremely appreciated

Right now I'm in Chipata, I was supposed to go to a meeting today but surprise surprise it got postponed till next week...surprise surprise.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

I'm NOW an offical Peace Corps. Volunteer

Ok, to say that this past week was one of the craziest of my life would be an understatement. I got back to Lusaka, Monday night after a pretty uneventful and very sleep filled couple of plane rides. I slept in the Peace Corps. bunk house that night and then back to the training center, where I have been staying for the past two months where I got to reunite with my fellow trainees.  It was absolutely incredible to see everyone again. I missed them so much. I've been apart of some pretty incredible groups of people in my life (college, study abroad, etc) but this one may just be the best. They are some of the most supportive, funniest, nicest, and all around amazing people that I have ever met. I went back to my homestay family that night and it was good to see them again. I had felt so bad that I left without saying goodbye the last time because I was on site visit. They were very relieved that I was bac even though I was only going to be staying with them for two more nights. On Wednesday we had a cultural day for our homestay families where they came to our training center to eat a variety of American foods that we prepared for them and to listen to speeches in the local language by the fellow trainees. It was a pretty big production and I am really glad I came back in time to be a part of it.

Thursday morning we moved all of our things out of our homestay families homes and to another hostel type place in Lusaka province in order to get ready for swear in. We had meetings all day Thursday at Peace Corps Headquarters and got ready for our official swear-in ceremony on Friday. We got to go to the ambassadors residence for it  that was pretty sweet. Everyone had local clothes made and looked very Zambian and clean. 46 of our original 49 swore in as official volunteers. After our swear-in ceremony collected our Peace Corps. moving in allowance and headed out to Lusaka to do some shopping for our sites, although I didnt really do any shopping because I'm headed back to the training center for a week to make up the language lessons I missed (but I am still an official volunteer!). We then got to actually go out in Lusaka which was really fun and definitely needed before we said goodbye the next morning. I think we got home around 3 am and everyone had to be up at 5:30 in order to load their cruisers and to head out to their respective provinces. It was really sad to say goodbye to everyone. I think everyone else was ready to get to their site and start their real Peace Corps. experience, but I was bummed because I just got back and had to say goodbye again. Such is life in Peace Corps. though. Now we wont see each other for three months, until our in-service training conference. But hopefully it will be fine I'm sure it will be. Now I've got a pretty low-key week of make-up stuff before I head back to Eastern province to move-in to my site!