Well, I´m just now recovering from my first (most people get more than one) sickness of the trip, and Im supposed to be starting as the group leader of my first project tomorrow morning.
About that...
Well, there isn´t exactly a group here to lead. In fact, there is just me. Nothing like being the leader of a group of one! 5 People had been signed up for the project (including me), one decided to travel these next few weeks with some people she met here, and come back for the project in Jan. Yet, another showed up tonight, only to realize it was probably going to be just me and her- and left! I suppose there is still hope for the other 2...I mean they still have 12 hours right??
So we arranged a meeting. A sit down- if you will, with the other ongoing organizers of the project to evaluate the situation. Here is how it played out.
After trying knocking and yelling about 10 times, finally a small girl opened an old, strong, green metal door. A brief conversation, she shuts the door, leaves, comes back, more conversation, some yelling in the background, and finally we are allowed to enter. I am guided back through a dark hallway, past a coup of about 30 guinea pigs (common dinner fare in these parts), under a clothed doorway and into a small room now containing myself, Mary, Lucy, (project partners) and Lucy´s mother and niece. We sat and discussed business. It was awesome! I came to realize that I have literally never discussed matters in which I work in someones home. It was cool- very personal. Seeing Lucy´s home also made me realize what a snob I have been. All this time, complaning about my living conditions and these people live in much less space, with a tin roof and dirt floors, and sleep next to the ginea pig coup. Now I feel fortuante! But back to business. What was decided? The project goes on, no matter if we have 1 or 15.
This is sort of an issue for me. As I enjoy having the house to myself, I´m not so sure about getting myself to this orphanage everyday alone. I guess I can entertain a few kids at a time on my own, or attempt to facilitate some group games with them. I just seems to kick up the difficulty a bit. And there is always the siren of travel beckoning, but to be honest, I was just getting setteled in here. I found a good grocery spot, where I can find some of my comfort foods. I joined a gym. Even made friends with some other American volunteers here working with other programs. What to do??
Either way, it seems determined for now. I will start out the project as if it wasn´t just me and if people show up along the way, great!
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