After 3 days of waking up at 6:30 AM I just couldn’t stay in bed on the fourth day, even though I was looking forward to it. This is a complete 180° from last week, where I slept in until 11AM. It’s times like these that I start to feel like I’m turning bi-polar. How is it that my body can just switch my clock to such different extremes? Even after staying in bed trying to go back to sleep this morning, the roosters and chickens were already clucking and the sun strong like it was mid afternoon I surrendered and got up to do some yoga. My old yoga teacher in Asheville Joe Taft had sent me a class on DVD and I finally got around to taking it. It was a good pick me up because his teaching style is uplifting and inspiring.
I didn’t sleep well last night due to a heavy rainstorm and the club across the creek was still kicking so the music was loud. Later a few thug noises woke me up and some tumbles that sounded like it came from my galleria. I was too scared to open my door to see what kinds of animals were making this horrible sound. It sounded like one could be killing the other, and then it dawned on me that they were having sex! It was the most uncomfortable 15 minutes, the whole time trying not to picture huge rats or rodents doing it right out side my door. I hope they were chickens or dogs, nonetheless it made my skin crawl. – After a few days of thinking this event over I’ve decided that they were indeed rats. I am unsure if they were outside my room or up in the attic. It’s even hard to think about it now, just knowing that these ugly dirty things are living with me makes me want to cringe.
After that Sunday morning I headed to Santiago to meet up with some friends and spend the day meeting Stacie’s boyfriend. They had rented a car which made getting around Santiago much more pleasant and fun. Because of my time hanging out with that family friend a few weeks before I was the navigator! We ate at a vegetarian/tea house restaurant for lunch and sushi for dinner. Yummy! The Vegie place was okay, but the tea delicious. The rest of the night was just gals drinking and catching up. Later we, 7 sexy gringas, were walking back to the hotel from the bar a girlfriend was walking just off the sidewalk when a moto drove by and the guy slapped her on her ass! I was walking next to her and we turned to look at one another and both our eyes had the look of astonishment. It caught us both so off guard. That was the first time I’d seen Dominican man cross the line and touch one of us. It was an eye opener for sure.
That was all last week.
This week I’ve been counting down the days to our 3 month In-Service-Training (IST). This is a week long event that includes more specific training and the PCVs presenting the results of our diagnostics.
The river I went to today was like an extension of the green belt in Austin. I felt as though all I was missing was a few tall boys of Lone Star and my dog, Taj. I took the afternoon to sun bathe on the large warm rock in the middle of the river, with my toes dipped in the chilly water to keep me cool. It really made me think hard about my time in Austin. It was a good time for me. I would go to the greenbelt every free afternoon/morning, running into people I knew or making new friends. My last trip to Austin I didn’t get a chance to go to the green belt and I think that is why I didn’t have as much fun. Going to that limestone oasis really makes the body cool for the rest of the day.
Collares Rojos
12 years ago
