30 1 / 2012
In service training
January 25th
So I’m in Gabs the capital right now for a training with other volunteers from my intake. We come together after the first 2.5 months at site for retraining and regrouping. It’s so nice to be with other Americans. We talk so fast, words blur together, after having no native English speakers around for 2 months.
“Heydidyouseetheyhaveapool!Howisyoursite?It’ssogoodtoseeyouuuuuu!”
We hardly give ourselves time to breathe.
But the best part was, after a gross guy on the bus tried to rub up against me for an hour on the way here, I saw some of my friends from pre-service training, and broke down. This has been a really hard few weeks; I saw cases of rape, babies getting diagnosed with HIV, and creepy married men getting my phone number from their cousins and calling me 6 times a day. It was so good to cry and commiserate with my fellow volunteers, who totally get it. I am so grateful I have them as a social network, and to be with them this week.
