Saturday, August 9, 2008

Pancakes...

08/08/08



In site for almost 3 months now. Conventional wisdom says that these are the toughest 3 months for a Peace Corps Volunteer. The reasons, I would imagine, are because this is the first time you’re actually alone in country. During training, you see your colleagues every day so that certainly helps the effects of when you first arrive in country. Also, once you’re in site, at least in my case, the days are definitely a little slower. Your days are very scheduled during training, 8 to 5 daily, with a ton of work to do each day. Once in site though, you make your own schedule. You arrive in site, and it doesn’t really sink in that you’ll be here for 2 years. Everything absolutely slows down. Every volunteer experience is different, so I only speak for myself when I speak of my experience. Every volunteer manages their time differently. The first couple of days I was afraid to leave my house. I didn’t know anyone in my community, and I also wanted to get to know my family as well as I possibly could. Now though, I feel comfortable enough to wander around my site, (not all areas), and feel fine about it. I’ve made some great connections with people from the school and also with people around my community. The fact that I’m following up a volunteer though, certainly helps. As I’ve said before, I don’t have to continually explain the reasons why a Mexican American has decided to spend the next two years in a community like Guarari. People in my community know, and seem to trust the Peace Corps thanks to Matt (my predecessor), and are comfortable with the idea of having another volunteer. Having Matt has definitely helped my integration into my community, although the people of my community will certainly ask me, “¿Y Mateo?” on a daily basis, but I’ve grown to accept that. I also hope that they’ll grow to accept me, and I think that shouldn’t be too big of an obstacle. I’m certain that for a while they’ll compare me to Matt, I’ll just have to relay the fact that I’m a different person and will do certain things differently. But, I digress.

The reason for this post was to vent, somewhat. So back to the first 3 months of site...I can understand now why Peace Corps has led us to believe that these are the most trying times of our service. One really doesn’t know how to occupy themselves with so much free time. I essentially went to the school on a daily basis, but I certainly didn’t spend the entire day there, so I had to do something to occupy my time. People back home usually ask me what I do on a daily basis, but every day is different, so I’ll paraphrase. I’ll wake up usually around 7:30, have Gallo Pinto and coffee (that’s basically the same every single day). Then I’ll go to the school and ask if the Interdisciplinary Team needs any help or I’ll go pitch some project ideas...which I will delve into in a second. So, I’ll talk to them for a while, go home and eat lunch. My host mom usually has a great selection of lunch items being that she runs her own little restaurant. Then, I’ll go to Heredia and go to an Internet Cafe and kill some hours there. I return home, and that’s when it gets slow. I’ll have my afternoon coffee, or milk and some cookies with my host mom as she’s closing the restaurant and helping my host sister, Larissa, with her homework. I’ll tell them about my day, maybe share an anecdote of living in the States, because they love that. I really can’t say enough about how incredible my host family has been. They are incredibly supportive and I get along with all of them very well. The past couple of weeks have been a struggle for me because I felt, for the first time, actually homesick. I didn’t feel like packing my belongings and going home, but I was feeling despondent, and my host parents could tell. They constantly asked me if I was doing okay, and I told them I was, but their concern certainly makes me feel like they like having me here. In a previous conversation with my host mom, I had mentioned the fact that I really enjoy pancakes and bacon for breakfast...so during my tough week, one morning I woke up and went to eat breakfast and to my surprise my host mom was making me pancakes with bacon (even if they think it’s a ridiculous breakfast combination). To say the least, that certainly lifted my spirits and eased the homesickness considerably. With this experience that I’m having, who would have thought that pancakes could go such a long way? Sure, we had pancakes that same day for lunch and dinner...but I still greatly appreciated it. As for the reason of the homesickness, which still lingers a little bit, is because I felt that I haven’t been doing enough in my site since I arrived. Fellow volunteers have helped me put everything in perspective though and I realize that it is still very early in my service and even though I have no concrete projects completed, I have made great strides in my community and feel that project ideas will surely start to develop soon. Another reason I was down was because we were planning a Talent Show, that I mentioned in my previous post along with the student government, but that completely fell through. The government showed interest when we presented the idea, but when it came down to it, they wanted the adults to do all the work for them, and that’s not what it’s about. We have to make sure that they participate as well, so when they fell out, we had to cancel it. Now though, the teacher and I have decided to go a different route and have a talent show next month, hopefully with the support of the government.

I feel that I have plenty of ideas, but until I actually accomplish them, that’s all they will be. Is ideas. My main project idea for now is to start a Guarari monthly newsletter, written by the kids of the school. I think this project could work and be sustainable if I make sure to do it correctly and have someone from the community help me. Another big project idea that I have is a mentoring program that would place one university student with an at-risk child in the school. These kids lack, more than anything, someone they look up to. I’m hoping that the university student can dedicate one day out of the week to spend with the kid and convey the idea that staying in school should be a top priority. The drop-out rate in Guarari is absurd, and sometimes I wonder what I can really do to help a community where it seems that sometimes the parents don’t even worry if their kids stay in school and get ahead. Another project idea is to build a skate/bmx area where the youth in the community can practice their extreme sporting! I see kids everyday on skateboards and bikes but they can only ride on the streets and with the streets here, that’s probably not the safest thing to do. So I do have project ideas, I just have to give it some time, it just needs a little time.

Alright, enough venting. During my spare time, I have been reading a lot. I have read 7 books in 2 months of service, which is a lot for me, believe it. I highly recommend the Autobiography of Malcolm X, which immediately became my favorite book. He brought to light the fact that I truly know nothing about myself, my heritage and culture and it certainly got me thinking. I also recommend “The Road” by Cormac McCarthy, although it may be a little dark. If you have any book ideas, please let me know...or even better, you can send it to me. Sending a care package never hurt, right? Try not to forget about me, friends! I really miss you all very much and, si Dios quiere, I’ll see most of you very soon. I officially asked for my vacation days and I will be in Texas, if all goes according to plan, from December 17th to January 5th. First to Austin, then to El Paso! Ohhh, it feels so good to say that.

Warm regards,

Mario C.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Bright lights and the big city...

Hello boys and girls, Mario again. So I’ve been in site for about a month and a half…and I must say that things are going very well. I’m really enjoying my community and I feel like I am being productive…although maybe not everyday. Ummm…I’ve gotten to talk to a lot of my friends from the States lately and it seems like everything is going well back home…which is good to hear. I've been spending a lot of time at the school, getting to know the kids and teacers and that has been great. Some projects that we've recently worked on was the Feria "Guarari en Accion", which was a smash hit. I coached some kids at soccer, and well...we didn't do too well, but it was still a nice experience. We also had a school clean up recently...which was also a success, and I somewhat helped.


Now, we're focusing our efforts on a Talent Show that will be next month for the kids in the school. Other project ideas we'd like to develop soon are to build a small area for kids to skate...because that is huge here...and also some sort of photo project, where the kids would take phots of their community and outline the problems, assests and resources and just have fun with some cameras, which many don't have and then frame them and present them to the school....which is still in verrrrry early stages of development.


I realized I hadn’t updated my blog in a while, so I thought I would post a blog with a list. It’s not particularly interesting. But either way…enjoy…

Things I now realize/accept/like/know after being in Costa Rica for several months.

1. ICE (pronounced EE-SE) has got to be the worst phone company in the world. Ever.

2. My host parents will poke fun at how I dress (IE cardigans, striped hoodie, tight jeans)

3. It rains a whole hell of a lot.

4. But still, the Central Valley climate is really nice.

5. It will always be hard to explain exactly what the Peace Corps does.

6. Accept that my nights, even Friday and Saturday will usually be over by 10 o’clock.

7. Regardless of how long I am here, there will be days when I really miss Texas.

8. I really do miss my friends from training.

9. San Jose is actually a nice city, once you give it a chance.

10. That even though it’s only rice and beans, gallo pinto is pretty damn good.

11. I will always be short on money.

12. That the kids in Guarari are the coolest in Costa Rica.

13. Two years will probably go by faster than I can imagine.

14. The beach is never more than 2 hours away.

15. I will wake up to allergies. Everyday.

16. That I can’t wait until my host family comes to visit me in the States.

17. The Peace Corps was definitely the right choice.

18. The Peace Corps office is a cool place to chill.

19. Even though I’m not living in a mud hut, this is still very difficult. Regardless of what some people might think!

20. The Fuerza Publica is not that reliable.

21. Just how big soccer is all over the world.

22. I took a lot of things for granted back home. (internet, car, cable, AC)

23. No matter how much I hate reggaeton, it will be a part of my life for the next 2 years.

24. Costa Ricans really love scary movies. Bad ones at that.

25. For the most part, Costa Ricans don’t like W.

26. Nicaraguans are awesome.

27. Pura Vida will become an everyday saying for me back in the US.

28. The world is fucking huge.

29. That I will run into a lot of Americans while I’m here.

30. Peace Corps does offer a lot of freedom.

31. There are a lot of former Peace Corps volunteers out there.

32. That I will always have to explain how I could possibly be “American”.

33. My friends back in the US are the greatest people in the world (I technically already knew that)

34. I will probably be great at ironing by the time I’m done.

35. That a lot kids will know my name!

36. I will more than likely never want to ride in a bus again.

37. That soccer is just not for me.

38. That I will never want another Imperial after two years. Ever.

39. Saprissa is king.

40. Making a trip to the Auto Mercado an awesome event with my family.

41. Costa Rica really is a beautiful country. Word.

42. Sayings like, “que dicha”, “tuanis”, “chiva” are coming back with me.

43. Cell phones are ridiculously expensive here.

44. Raspberry fresco is unreal.

45. Heredia really DOES have beautiful women.

46. I will never find authentic Mexican food.

47. I need water proof shoes.

48. Costa Rican men are keeping hair gel companies in business single handedly.

49. Guarari is great neighborhood.

50. Heredia is a cool fuckin’ city.

51. New meaning for the word soda...

52. Living in a soda = great food

53. Young men say “mae” wayyyyyyy too much.

54. Nothing is off limits when having a conversation with a Costa Rican.

55. The music here...it isn’t good.

56. Fanny packs are cool here. I’m not joking.

57. Surfing...or attempting to surf could be dangerous.

58. Bubba’s fish tacos in Jaco are un-fuckin-believable.

59. Tico 18 is by far the dopest Tico group.

60. Beer is cheap.

61. Costa Ricans really love English.

62. I will always be compared to Matt (the other volunteer in Guarari)

63. But I will learn a lot from him.

64. It’s not a good idea to walk through the entrance of Guarari alone...at night.

65. Costa Rica has bigger and much, much nicer McDonald’s.

66. I’m going to hate motorcycles after the Peace Corps.

67. POPS is amazing!

68. That a lot will change back home while I’m gone.

69. It’s never too soon to think about the future.

70. Stay out of the Hotel Del Rey...unless of course you’re looking for prostitutes.

71. Bob Marley is everywhere.

72. I have to go to the Osa Peninsula.

73. I will come back loving coffee.

74. I’m no good at teaching English.

75. The newspapers here are garbage.

76. I will show up 10 minutes late to everything...and still be one of the first ones there.

77. Chifrijo is the bomb.

78. Mohawks are all the rage.

79. Call center jobs are actually coveted.

80. To make sure that all taxis have "maria's"!

81. The streets have no names!! Giving directions is an adventure.

82. Every meal will have rice and beans...even breakfast.

83. Fresca is the greatest drink ever.

84. I have a lot of places to visit in Costa Rica.

85. I will learn a new spanish word everyday.

86. Everyone thinks the Peace Corps is affiliated to a religion.

87. On that note, things will only happen, "si dios quiere".

88. Not having a military does not make Costa Rica peaceful.

89. You have to be careful with the dengue!

90. There's no such thing as separation of church and state.

91. Having coffee is just part of the job.

92. La Liga sucks!! hehe.

93. Tons of American influence here. Tons.

94. Being a millionaire here does not mean you're rich.

95. I know what a teja, tucan and a rojo are.

96. The fruit here is great.

97. I no longer have any sympathy for stray dogs.

98. Even if it's sunny when you leave...take an umbrella. Trust me.

99. I will try to read at least 100 books while I'm here!

100. I'm really not that far away from home.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Ain't going to the town...

It's May 14th, 2008. I've been in Costa Rica for almost 3 months now. Training is almost over. The journey to becoming a volunteer has almost come to an end! It's insane to believe that training is over. By this time Friday, I'll officially be a Peace Corps volunteer. In all honesty, it's bittersweet. I've reached a solid comfort zone here that I thought would take a lot longer to reach, and I've made great friends along the way, so those things will be hard to leave. Even so, I feel prepared to become a volunteer and actually start working. As it stated in my last post, I specifically asked my Program Director during an interview that I wanted the site Guararí in Heredia and luckily for me, that's the site that has been chosen for me. A little information over my site...It's apparently the most urban site in Peace Corps Costa Rica. It has approximately 50,000 people, which in the States might be small, but here, it might as well be a metropolis.
It has a many resources but also many problems, which is exactly why I wanted the site. I wanted a site that has work that needs to be done, but I also wanted a community that felt the need for a volunteer and a community that is willing to work with a Peace Corps volunteer. Which is exactly the case. I'll be working a lot with the schools and orphanages in the community preaching healthy lifestyles, importance of education, and of course making sure that all of this is sustainable. That's the Peace Corps' key word. Sustainability! I'll also be following up a volunteer who has been in this site for almost two years which I see as a blessing. I intend on learning as much from Matt as possible and hopefully the community will get to the point where they like me as much they do Matt.

As for my future family...they're great. I went to visit them about 2 weeks ago and it was a good experience. I will be living in a "soda", which is kind of like a diner...but in a house. It's difficult to explain, but needless to say, the food there will be great. Also, for the first time in my life I will have younger siblings. I will have an 18 and 8 year old sister and 14 year old brother. They, for the first time, made me feel like a novelty. They had so many questions about the U.S...and Mexico, since they can obviously tell that I have some Hispanic heritage. They made me feel very welcome and I look forward to living with them. My host dad, Edgar, is a great guy. He is a contractor, and he drives a black pick-up truck that he loves to show off. He is also a great person to talk with, as is my host mother, Gloria. I will be moving to my site this Saturday when my host dad comes to pick me up. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I'll be living about a 40 minute bus ride from San Jose, which is kind of crazy. I can see downtown San Jose from my community which is somewhat surreal. Not only am I in the most urban site, I'm also in the site closest to San Jose, which means that anytime a volunteer needs to come San Jose, chances are that they will see me.

As you can tell, I changed the name of my blog. I think it's more appropriate seeing as how I will be working with kids these next two years. Damn, two years. Seems like a really long time. I'm glad I've made it as far as I have, I know many people back home had their doubts that I would even make it this far...but I know that this is just the beginning and I welcome the ups and downs that will certainly come in the next two years. But alright my friends, that's all I got for now. Hope you're all doing great...and having fun during your first days of summer break. I'll be back soon with pictures of my site.


Mario

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

The long and winding road...

well, I know it's been a long time since I've posted. So that technically means I should have a lot to write, right? well, we'll see how that goes. So now we're 6 weeks into training, or about half way done. I can't believe how fast this has gone. This Friday we're all finding out our sites for the next two years! I'm very excited...and by very excited I mean I'm a nervous wreck and I can't wait to find out and I spend almost all day thinking of where I'll be for the next two years! But I think I'll be alright. The last couple of weeks have been a lot of work, but also a lot of fun. We've gone on two field visits to visit some volunteers who have been here for a while. We went to Ciudad Quesada, Los Chiles, and Herradura to visit Amy, Rebecca, and Max respectively. Those trips were incredibly useful and insightful to see how volunteers really live, and I have a much better idea of exactly which site I would like. I won't say the name cause I don't want to jinx it, but I'll tell you guys on Friday if I got it or not. Alright, I digress. Back to the field visits, the trip to Los Chiles was amazing. They have an area known as a "precario" where people live in levels of poverty I have never witnessed before. Most of the population of Los Chiles is Nicaraguan because well, it's right by the border. A lot of the families are undocumented and suffer from many of the problems that Mexicans and other immigrants in the states suffer from. On a side note, Costa Ricans are great people and I believe they're really nice, I really do...but the way they talk about Nicaraguans gets me more and more angry each time. They'll say..."I'm not racist...but those Nicaraguans...(insert racial rant here)." So when they say they're not racist, prepare to hear a story about Nicaraguans. It especially strikes a nerve with me, being from a border myself, and having people in my own country talk so badly of another race. It's really frustrating. But ok, I'lll stop my rant here, since I do have to watch what I say on this blog.

Ok, moving on, the trips were great! In Herradura, I visited Max, who is quite the cool cat and we visited several beaches and had some great food and conversations along the way. He'll tell you that Chicago is cooler than Texas...but we all know that ain't true! Haha. We went to Jacó, a beach town that has a grip of tourists, which was pretty surreal. Either way, I'm just glad I got to finally visit a beach, aaaaand I'll probably be heading back there with some homies this weekend. On another side note, Herradura is hot...very hot. Words of wisdom...don't sleep in a tent, on the floor, in a house in Herradura...haha :) It gets to be a little warm. And now I'm back in San José and back to training tomorrow. I really think I've handled it much better than I could have ever imagined. There are times that are tough, don't get me wrong...but I believe that fate has brought me here and I intend on making the best with this opportunity. Aaaaaand I'm actually slowly getting over my fear of bugs...very slowly. hehe. I feel I'm also realizing that I'm more mature than I give myself credit for sometimes. I'm also trying to have some more confidence in myself...which has been tough believe me. But with the help of my Peace Corps friends, I think I'm starting to trust myself and my decisions more. Sometimes I find myself asking "how much help can I possibly provide Costa Rican people?" And I still don't exactly know...but thanks to some insightful conversation...I have to go in with the mindset that if I help just one person while I'm here, I truly believe I will have succeeded. That's what it's all about, right? :)


Much Love,
Mario!


And oh yeah, send me some stuff, yes?? I think I'm the only Peace Corps person without one piece of mail! Where's the love?? :(

Monday, March 17, 2008

First Pics.





Alrite, I give up kids. Flickr was too dumb. Haha. So I'll post a couple pics of my house for now. That's it on the left! How beautiful, right? Above that is a picture of our rocking chairs on our patio, which have to be brought inside every night in fear of having them stolen. Hehe. And yes, that is barbed wire above our fence. My host grandparents are hardcore. There is also a picture of the side of my house. My window is the third one. The last pic is that of my room. Yes, I am rocking the mosquito net over my bed...cause that's just how I roll.

Hot Springs and Thunderstorms!

Wednesday March 12, 2008

So today marks the start of week 3 in Costa Rica for me. It seems like months ago that we were driven to the retreat site. Everything has been going pretty well, although it hasn't been exactly easy. Since I last checked in, we began training, which has been a little tougher than expected. We have a lot of readings, and homework and it almost feels like being back in college. That's not necessarily a bad thing, maybe just not what we had anticipated. Either way, it's exciting. I've been doing more walking than I ever have before, taking buses more than ever before but that's actually fun. As for not driving, it's actually not as hard as I thought it would be. I'm slowly becoming assimilated into the Costa Rican lifestyle. My nights are ending a lot earlier than back in El Paso. The latest I've gotten home was at 9:30 last Saturday. Our host parents are really protective and would rather us not be out past 9:00 or so. That's probably been the toughest thing to adjust to. Cause once I'm home, my options are pretty limited. My host parents don't really do much. My mom just watches her "novelas" and my host dad is in bed by 8:00. So I've been falling asleep like at 10:30 and waking up at 6:30 or so. For example, right now it's 8:30 PM and I'm already sleepy. Haha. But today was somewhat of a busy day, so I have an excuse.

So last weekend was my first here at my training site. It was fun. On Friday, the people from San Antonio went to La Troja, which is a restaurant/bar which is surprisingly pretty nice. I had a hamburger, which was quite possibly the best hamburger I ever had, probably because I haven't had one in a while. I had a couple of Imperials, which is one of the three Costa Rican beers. It's very good. Alright, then Saturday came. And it started with myself, and fellow volunteers Farhat and David going to the "feria del agricultor". Which is, in simple terms, a Farmers Market. All the farmers from the area, bring their fruits, and vegetables and sell it, cutting out the middle man. It was a neat experience. There were some fruits that I had never seen before, but I ended up only buying a stick of sugar cane. It was 100 colones...I couldn't resist. Ohhhh yeah, and I drank "pipa" which is basically the juice of the coconut...straight out of the coconut. Pretty pimp, I know.

Then Saturday night, I went to Kathryn, another volunteer's house for dinner. Her host mom thinks I'm really awesome, so she invited me. What can I say...I'm awfully charming :) While there, I was trying to play jacks, but that was a complete failure. I intend on getting a lot better while I'm here though, believe me. Anyway, the highlight of that night was the food itself. So when Kathryn called me to invite me, she explained to me that we were going to be eating the head of a pig. Sounds appealing, right? The story is that her host dad and his friend killed this pig and the head had been in the freezer for quite some time. Kathryn got some pretty gnarly pics of the head, which can be checked out on her blog! I'd recommend it. So then she continued to explain that her host dad proceeded to shave the head of any hair once it had thawed. Ultimately...pig's head is not as tasty as one would imagine. Kathryn will tell you that I didn't eat any...but believe me, I did. And I didn't exactly like it...hehe. But it was still an experience. Her host dad also gave me a couple shots of some of the strongest rum I've ever had in my life. He's also a big fan of tequila, so I promised him a bottle of Patron.

Sunday has probably been the toughest day since I've been here. It was such a drag of a day. It seemed like nothing was going right and I was unbelievably bored and was officially homesick for the first time since I've been here. I couldn't stop thinking of home, but as the day went on I started feeling better. I spoke with my mom's and that made me feel better. So yeah, as you can see, my weekend here is a tiny bit different than from one in Texas.

Then on Monday, I had another interesting experience. David and I were the in the mood for a movie so we went to the local mall, which was nicer than a lot of malls back in the states, although the movies playing weren't really good. So we decided to cruise the mall, you know, to try and integrate. The entire time, we were thinking, "I wonder if Peace Corps volunteers in Africa can just go to the mall, go to an Apple store to check E-Mails and sip on mochachino's?" Haha. That's the life of Peace Corps kids in Costa Rica, I suppose. So all in all, these first two weeks have been a great, albeit tough learning experience. To think, I only have 114 weeks or so left :) Easy, right? Hehe, but alright friends, it's almost 9 o' clock which means it's time for some episodes of the Office and then bed. I really miss you guys back home. I hope you're all doing great, and I promise to try and call soon. Ohhhhh yeah, and just in case, here is my mailing address...

Mario Carrillo, PCT
Cuerpo de Paz
Apartado Postal 1266
1000 San Jose
Costa Rica

Send me something...anything. Please. Oh yeah, and I'll post pics somewhere, sometime. Once I take more pics. Yeah!


Con mucho amor,
MarMar



Saturday, March 15, 2008

Hot Springs and Thunderstorms!

Ok, so I have yet to get internet access the last couple days...so I'll just continue from here. Well, today was the best, most fun day I've had yet here in Costa Rica. Today, for the first time, I got a chance to see first hand the Costa Rica that people pay to see. Today, I woke up at 7:30 to get ready to go to the hot springs, or "aguas termales" as they're called in Spanish. The trek itself was an adventure. It took two buses, one taxi driving through the mountains, and ultimately about 2 hours. The taxi ride was excellent. First of all, the taxi was a Nissan Frontier and there were 8 ladies riding in the back of the truck in the dirt road that weaved through the mountain. Needless to say, I'm sure that taxi ride was exciting for the gals. During the taxi ride, I saw some of the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen. So many mountains, a couple of rivers...amazing. I tried taking pictures, but I don't think my camera does it justice. Then once there, the first 12 of the group, there were 21 overall, began the 10-15 minute trek up a mountain to the hot springs. Awesome experience. I, for one, have never been to hot springs, and it was a lot of fun. Had a couple drinks, swam and relaxed. It felt great to get out of the "bright lights" and the big city of San Antonio. Haha. We stayed at the hot springs for about 2 and half hours then we decided to pack up and leave, considering the ride back would take quite a while.

So we had agreed for the same taxi driver to come pick us up at 3. A couple of us started the climb down when it started sprinkling a little bit. Not too bad...we all could handle it. Then no more than 3 minutes later...of course it starts to downpour unbelievably hard and we got soaked, so fuckin' soaked :) It was a lot of fun. Top 10 hardest rainstorms I've probably been apart of. So the taxi was there, but it was already full, and for one split second I was considering riding in the back of the truck during the thunderstorm, which in retrospect would have been pretty stupid. Haha. So then 4 of our crew left in the taxi while 17 of us stayed and tried to wait out the storm while our minibus, which is supposed to hold 10 people, got to the site. While we waited, we took some pictures, had another drink and tried to dry off, which for me, didn't work. Our minibus gets there, and in very Peace Corps fashion, we decide to cram 17 people into this minibus. Which wasn't as bad as one would think. We managed to get it done, albeit a little uncomfortably. Then this poor minibus had such a hard time climbing up the hills that it stalled twice during the ride, and we thought we would have to push. Luckily, the driver got it to work again, and the pushing was avoided. After that, we all split up and started our trip back to our respective sites. All in all, a very fun, wet, muddy day. I can't wait until we do something similar again. But now, I'm back home, nice and dry and listening to music. I just really wanted to post what I did today cause it was so fuckin' great. But alrite kids, for real this time. I'm out. Hope everyone has a fun holy week...we'll see how it all goes down here. Much love, keep it real and I miss every last one of you back home!




MarMar


P.S.
I created a Flickr account and maybe there will be some pictures up. I stress maybe.

Monday, March 3, 2008

March 2, 2008

Sunday March 2, 2002

So I have finally arrived with my host family! Here's the deal...My host mother is a housewife and my host dad is retired. My host dad turns 90 years old in May. Needless to say, my next three months seem like they're going to peaceful and quiet. Their interests include watching TV, which my host mom and I are doing right now. Which is a very weird experience. She's watching How It's Made on Discovery Channel in Spanish! Haha. You know what that means...we have cable! But yeah, we don't have internet, so I've decided to write all my blog posts on a text program and then just transfer them whenever I get a chance. But now that I have a little bit more time, I'll try to explain what has gone down so far. So we had that retreat which was a lot of fun. I took many, many pictures which I will put into my computer some time soon I hope. I have met amazing people, with amazing stories, and now we're all working on another one...the Peace Corps! The retreat was basically a crash course in all things Peace Corps. We met an unbelievable amount of staff members, all which are very nice, and we had many lectures in the process. Also, today I played guitar in front of the entire group! I had never played guitar in front of many people and we had our own little version of "Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond. Also, we did many hippy-ish things on our time off. We played hackey sack, frisbee, soccer, campfires, sing-a-longs. It was great! And today, the retreat finally ended and we we're driven in groups all over the San Jose area to our training sites. The group will still see a lot of each other, since we have language, technical, safety and security training over the next 11 weeks. But okay, more about where I'm at right now. I'm in the canton of San Antonio outside of San Jose. My host parents are very, very nice and my host dad Jorge, has already shared several interesting stories. There aren't any kids in the house, which I don't know how I feel about yet. I'm sure at first I'll have too much time on my hands, but once I get deeper into training, I'll appreciate the fact that I can work without worrying about kids. They also have a dog who is exactly like Cici! Except that it's a boy. Either way, it makes me miss home a little bit. This is only day 1, so we'll see exactly what happens from here on out. I have my own room with a pretty good size bed. There is no air conditioner, obviously, so I'm thinking the nights are going to be very hot.Which I think will be okay, because the showers will probably be very cold. Ha. But I also do have a phone, that anyone can call me on. I'm certainly not roughing it as much as someone would think. The idea of seeing a spider sometime still haunts me, but yeah, I'll persevere, I swear!

It's still a little strange to not be able to text, or just use internet at anytime I'd like. I think that will definitely take some time getting used to. As for the food, It's been soooooo good so far. During the retreat we had 3 meals a day. And first thing when I got with my host family was lunch. It was so good. Well, right now it's almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon and my host parents are both taking their siesta. It's almost like living alone. Earlier, I walked around the neighborhood to look for a supermarket to buy some hair gel. I'm not going to lie, it was a little scary walking around here, because I literally know nothing about the area, and the craziest thing is that there are no street names outside of Downtown San Jose. You'll have addresses, for example, that say..."300 meters east, 200 meters south of the nearest catholic church. " You'll get the longest addresses sometimes, it's really funny. I do have a mailing address which will be the Peace Corps office in San Jose. Details soon to follow. I have the address in my room, but I'm too tired right now to go look for it. Oh yeah, and my host mom insists she do my laundry. It's nuts! I wonder how my other Peace Corps homies are holding up. I hope they're doing okay and are having fun with their family's. Tomorrow I have nothing planned, we "advanced spanish speakers" lucked out for one day, but the ones that are near my site and I are going to try and take the bus to try and figure out where our site is. Like a run through, so to speak. Which I'm excited about. I already miss my Peace Corps friends! And we've only been separated for 2 hours! Alright my dear friends, I hope everyone is doing well but I think I'm done posting for now. I really miss you all. Much love and Pura Vida!

Mario!