Home(ish) for the Holidays
It’s been nearly a month since my last post and I’m pleased to say that it is not due to a lack of stories to tell or experiences to share.
I’ve been trying for some time to write a blog post about a typical day in the Peace Corps but I continue to find that, for now, a typical day is anything but. I’m sure I’ll settle in to a nice routine some day. I’ll be begging to get out of this tiny little town in the middle of nowhere… but I count myself lucky today.
The most “typical” thing I do is grab a cup of coffee at the café. I use this time to practice language (if I’m with someone else), read a good book, organize my chaotic life, or plan a lesson for my next English Class.
Each new week brings its own exciting adventures. A trip to Outerbate to visit a couple volunteers 3 hours away, a taxi ride to Midelt for a training about AIDS, or a nice Christmas Party and some friends up for New Years Eve. Through all this, I’m doing my best to learn a new language, integrate into a new city, make new friends, find a house to rent, and maybe get a little time to watch a good movie or play the guitar.
The good news is that my language is progressing (ever so slowly), I’ve just moved into my own place (pictures coming next time), I tend to know at least 3-4 people everytime I take a walk, and the guitar hasn’t been totally neglected.
This Christmas and New Years were my first spent away from my family, but I’m happy to say that I was able to spend time with new friends and that home didn’t feel nearly as far away as I thought it would.
In lieu of writing a ridiculously long post about my past month I’ll just tell one story about The Night Before Christmas….
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature could see, not even a mouse…
The stockings were hung on the wall with Duct Tape
And the Tree on the wall was still in good shape.
The fuses had blown, and no light could be found
Chicken Dinner in the electric oven…. My smile had frowned
So, quick as a flash went my Moroccan Friend and I
Up, up and Away, On my shoulders he did get
But the fuses in the house were pieces of shit.
We cut up a cord for some new copper wire
And hoped our repair would not start a fire
Flipping the switch, our fingers were crossed
But no light could be found and our Christmas was lost…
When out on the door there arose such a cladder…
The Landlord and electrician to see what was the matter!
Christmas was saved, electricity was there…
But we still got woken up by the damn call to prayer!
New Years was blast too! Below are a ton of pictures from both the Holidays and just walking around Rich. I hope you like them and I hope you all had a great Christmas and a Happy New Year! Much Love, Taylor