The pasta of my dreams |
When my uterus talks, sometimes I listen, and sometimes it turns out really, really well. Tonight was one of those times. Glorious. I want to thank the Academy for their support and my dear mother for sending me the cheese.
In other news, not too much has been going on in this neck of the woods. I went on a class trip to the Amazon last week, which was so much fun and I never want to do it ever again. Okay, that's dramatic. It was just really exhausting. I tagged along with the 8th grade class (which is 1 year younger than our 8th grade so the kids were about 12 years-old). This is my favorite class because the kids are really respectful and excited to learn English, but they're still young enough to have reckless fun without the "too cool" high school attitude.
We went for a nature walk by the Puyo River, went swimming at a big outdoor pool complex, and then went to a bird zoo. We left Pujili at 4am and got back at 10:30pm and those children talked, sang, and yelled the ENTIRE time. I envy their endless energy. (Super poetic tonight. Musta been the mac.) The swimming complex had a high dive! Hadn't jumped off a diving board since I was a kid so I immediately took the leap (lol). My friend/co-teacher was nice enough to take a photo of it.
nailed it. |
I also made some chocolate crinkle cookies for the trip that were to-die-for! AND I made it the entire day without a single mosquito bite! That alone makes it a successful day in my book.
Other than that, I haven't been doing much. Sometimes I watch 3 hours straight of How I Met Your Mother. Sometimes I play with makeup and take selfies.
that pensive look (thinking about mac n' cheese) |
It's a glamorous life I lead but somebody's gotta do it. But really, they're always saying Peace Corps volunteers have way more free time than they've ever had before and will probably ever have again. I'm okay with it. I'm pretty good at entertaining myself even when I'm doing virtually nothing. I'm not claiming it doesn't get lonely. It does. But I'm getting better at enjoying my own company.
But I also get to look forward to MARK being here in 10 days!!! Adventure time! I'll write again after his trip and regale you with stories of travel and laughs.
Until next time... Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring.
Abrazos,
Chels