|The view of a main street in Sreisiphon with one of the two mountains.|
There is no western food, house hunting has been, hum, discouraging and have I mentioned it is hot and humid. Back to the food thing...I am not going to resist the brownies in Kampong Cham when I go back and I may even allow myself a tandoori chicken burger with fries. And April, about posting those delicious food items you are making...I'm making a list with the expectation that you will prepare my favourites in 2 years time.
Well, if I sound bummed out, I might be. Wait a minute, I can hear the monks chanting in the distance! Ahhhh yes perhaps I should be more Buddhist-like in my thinking. The children are so delightful though and people are very friendly, always smiling and eager to please. Then of course, I must realize why I am here. I truly would like to contribute to making this world a better place even if it is just with tiny steps, in an impoverished country, where people deserve to have a better life. Okay, feeling better. Thanks all staying tuned.
Two Days Later
Not so fast Andrea! An update on yet another bad day. Just starting to ask myself if I will manage to survive. I was fine last night when I found a place to live and was going to sign the contract today. After a couple of hours negotiating and translating, contract signed and feeling like I may manage a couple of years here, the husband decides he wants 1 year's rent guaranteed. What? We had agreed on 3 months payment at a time for 2 years! (VSO's policy). Okay, cancel contract. So I am back to training in Kampong Cham, with the prospect that I will be living out of a suitcase for the foreseeable future...at a guesthouse.
Well if that didn't bum me out, a storm was a brewing. There was thunder and lightning and WINDS and FLOODS! Sitting in my room watching the water flooding my hotel room floor as it streamed in around the windows, when a gust of wind came and blew the window out. There it was, hanging by a piece of metal. Luckily the other volunteer grabbed the window before it fell to the ground 3 floors below. It was scary. Too busy to take pictures. Oh, did I mention the power was out and they had candles in the hallway. No emergency lights here. The hotel staff managed to rescue the window but I needed a new room. So, here I am in yet another room that is also flooded but at least it has a window.
|This was just a "shower" they say, wait until the monsoons!|
Wonder what is in store for my next blog. Well Kymberley, you have no idea how meaningful your care package will be. I don't care if the peanut butter cookies are powder by the time I get them. They are going to be soooooooo appreciated!!!
Lots of love everyone and thanks for the emails. They really do keep me going. See ya next time.