My first complete week in Pochote and I am really feeling that, at this time in my life, I am meant to be here. I have even been having a lot of deja vu.
I made some GREAT friends so far who I love and adore! I just haven't stopped laughing for the past week.
Unfortunately, I haven't been practicing my Spanish as much as I could. I would have the fluidity of a native speaker right now if I would just talk with all the creeps who want to talk to me. I would rather spend my time avoiding them, though. For the first couple of days the 60-year-old Nicaraguan groundskeeper who is missing some teeth professed his love for me. On Friday he told me that he I am making him suffer. I responded "Lo siento." Later that day he said to me "I forgot your name." My adorable Dutch friend, Eric, couldn't have been more correct when he told me "I think he is not so clever."
We only have one CD to listen to while working and it is Bob Marley. If I hear "One Love" one more time I might lose it.
Also, there are four dogs who hang around the volunteer center, I think they are the coordinator's dogs (His name is Hansel. 'He's so hot right now.') I hate those dogs. My morning yoga would be so peaceful with the sun rising over the hills, the waves crashing, the sea breeze blowing, if it weren't for the four dogs who want to either sit on my mat or dig a hole near my mat and flick all the sand at me. I've gotten pretty commanding at telling them '¡Vaya!' so now they sometimes keep their distance...But they are so smelly and gross. Also, they walk on the roof. I don't even know how they could possibly get up there!
Some of the volunteers have gotten a little sick so far, but not me! My Dutch roommate, Mirella, continues to talk to me about her bowels. Memorable quote from yesterday: 'Today is not so good for me and my bowels.' Thank you for sharing.
That's all for now, I am getting dirty looks from the other people waiting to use the computer! Soon we might have Internet in the volunteer center but things in this country don't happen very systematically. Pura Vida!
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HAHAHA! This entry made me laugh out loud - the groundskeeper, Hansel and the dogs, Marley, bowels. I feel like right now I'm feeling a version of your pain: my neighbor's alarm clock is going off (to the tune of 'i love you, you love me') and she's not around to shut it off. meanwhile i'm trying to write a paper that's due tomorrow. I'm glad we're both laughing :)
ResponderEliminarI'm so glad to read that you are having fun and enjoying your adventures!
ResponderEliminarThe people sound very interesting and I'm sure there is enough material right now for you to write a book!
Let me know when the ground keeper calls you a "perra caliente" (hot bitch). That's always a fun experience. Latino men! You can't live with them, you can't live without them... (except of course, for George).
keep posting. I love to hear from you.
I received this email privately today and was asked to pass it on through you, Lauren.
ResponderEliminarDear Edvaard,
From the moment I saw you, I have not been able to stop thinking about you. I have looked at the pictures of you in that beautiful paradise every day wishing, just wishing, that it were I standing by you in the plaza, that it were I playing together with those delightful Costa Rican children, that it were I on that beautiful beach in Pochote watching the sun set on the sea, your hand in mine.
I have waited so long to write to you because I did not want to seem forward but, since I have not seen any recent pictures of you, I live in fear that you were kidnapped by those wretched thieves in Puerto Viejo. My concern for you overcame my shyness but I am not yet ready to reveal my name and face until I know that you wish to hear it, to see it--that you might be able to cherish me as I do you, my dear Edvaard.
Please don't delay in telling me, at least, that you are safe and well.
Your most adoring admirer.
Edvaard asked me to post this response to his adoring fan.
ResponderEliminarDear Secret Admirer,
I have been thinking about you ever since I read your letter and I can't stop glowing. I am just dying to know who you are so that we can get to know each other as soon as possible! Pochote could not be any more romantic with the beach bonfires and beautiful sunsets. I only wish I could share it with someone. Please show yourself to me so we can begin our romance!
Waiting in much anticipation,
Edvaard
Dear Edvaard,
ResponderEliminarI have decided to take the plunge after meeting Lauren's darling family down in the town of Peoria. Some parts of Peoria remind me of my home in India. I will be winging my way to you at the beginning of next week and, in shallah, when our eyes meet, I will never want to be away from your side again.
In revealing my name to you, I am putting my spirit in your hands,
Your darling,
Sangeeta