If you are here looking for an update on my Peace Corps status check out my new blog: www.megsinsenegal.com!!
9 complete days left in Tallahassee.
12 days until my brother will move into my room.
I am so excited to read so many books in Africa.
26 days until I leave for Peace Corps orientation in VA.
28 days until I will be on my way to Dakar, Senegal.
After 22 years, 8 months, and 13 days of life… I learned that the word candid means open, blunt and sincere… not hidden, covert or deceitful. Learn something new everyday.
I just realized that I am almost 23 and that kind of blew my mind.
Dogs that sleep like this are my favorite:
This was one of the most satisfying things I’ve eaten in a while. GF peanut butter cupcake.
I have no motivation to put any of my clean laundry away because I know I am just going to have to pack it up or give it away within the next week.
In less than a month I am going to be living on another CONTINENT.
Seriously considering getting a (or two) tattoo(s) before I leave. Mom, if you read this, don’t disown me. Dad, if you read this… don’t tell Mom.
My stomach hurts. I know why. It was my fault. That’s so annoying.
There are only two things that make me the least bit sad/apprehensive about going to Senegal for 27 months. 1) I will miss out on a lot of really great things happening in the lives of my family and friends. 2) Having a disease that can adversely affect my digestive system may not be very much fun in a third world country where toilets don’t exist.
Nitrous Oxide is quite possibly the most wonderful compound besides O2 and H2O.
I got Chinese food for lunch today. I have no idea why. I’ve probably eaten Chinese 4 times a year in my life, and even less since my diagnosis with Celiac disease. Not the safest thing to eat if you’re avoiding gluten. Most soy sauce lists wheat as an ingredient, did you know? (Sidenote: most soy sauce bottles have gluten in them, but most of the small to-go packets I’ve seen don’t. Random.) I don’t dislike Chinese, nor do I ever really crave it… but for some reason I just thought it would hit the spot today.
By far, my favorite part of ever eating Chinese food is the fortune cookie. Not because I like them (or can eat them, even) but just because I love opening them with the notion that the message inside was meant just for me. I don’t take what they say too much to heart, but its entertaining nonetheless. Here’s what I got today:
Appropriate I think
Fingers crossed that holds some truth.
Yes, this may be the 109th time I’ve watched it. Possibly more. No, it never gets old.
“Have you seen the unwashed miscreants that go to that school?”
That was a longer than average minute, no?
Well I wanted to wait until I had a little more specific information to make the announcement, and I can now proudly shout from the rooftops that I will being leaving August 13th for Senegal to spend the next two years working in the field (literally) of agriculture!!
We will now transition into the Q&A portion of the post
I get asked the same questions over and over about Africa, and I surely don’t mind ansering them (assuming I know the answer, of course) but I figured I’d cover some of them here to ease your curious minds.
Q: Where are you going, exactly?
A: Senegal!!! I will first be going to Dakar, the capital, for 2 months of training, and then depending on my technical and language skills, the Peace Corps Senegal staff will determine where I will be most productive in the country. I will, more than likely, be the only American in a rural village which may or may not be near any decent sized town.
Q: Where is Senegal? That’s in Africa, right?
A: Yes! Good job remembering your 6th grade geography! (side note: Our 6th grade Geography teacher once gave us a blank map of Africa and we had to fill in each country, capital, and major land form for a test. Raise your hand if you remember anything besides Djibouti, Djibouti from that test.) Anyway, Senegal is the Westernmost country in Africa and its capital, the port city of Dakar, is the gateway to Africa from the Western world.
Alas! Visual aid!
In my humble opinion, Senegal looks like a praying fetus.
Q: Where will you live?
A: During training I will be living with a host family in Dakar or in a compound with other PCVs (Peace Corps Volunteers <- learn the lingo). Once I am placed in my village I will most likely live with a host family, usually of respectable status within the community. I will live in their family compound, but have my own personal living quarters (a mud-brick hut, complete with grass roof!!).
Q: Will you have electricity, phone or internet?
A: No, probably not, and again mostly likely no. At least not in my village. I will be able to travel to town where I can pay for phone and internet services (I get a bike to ride!!) but most of those eccentricities will not be available to me on a daily basis.
Q: How will you shower?
A: Two words: bucket bath
Q: Will there be other American’s with you in your village?
A: Possibly, but not likely. It’s not likely that there will be anyone that speaks English. Here’s to hoping some of the villagers even speak French.
Q: How much are you getting paid to do this?
A: Hahahahahahaah paid. Good one.
There are many more questions that I have somewhat plausible, though mostly vague answers to, but I am quite tired and must retire to my bed. I will answer more tomorrow!
If someone could please find these, and buy about 100 bars for me… I’d greatly appreciate it.
This post was originally titled “lately”, but then my picture uploader stopped working and I wasn’t able to post it until just now. So here’s a little recap of things that happened a while ago in pictures.. because pictures are more fun.
I played my last lacrosse game as a Seminole. We beat UCF for the first time in the 4 years I have been here.
That felt good.
A lot of this happened…
…eating that is.
And they smile sometimes between bites.
Using my food baby as a table top for maximum food intake happened.
Balanced with a glass of red wine of course.
Work has happened a lot.
Thats Paulette. She’s the black grandma we never had.
Stephen’s birthday party at the barn happened.
Doesn’t he look thrilled?
An insect (and reptile?) attack happened during the party. Madness ensued.
We survived… barely.
While all my teachers were at an Archaeology conference (what?!) I had a week off and went home!
Lunch in Melbourne with the hottest Gramie and some other hunk happened.
She’s where I get all my good looks from
These guys aren’t so bad either.
In our family… matching usually happens coincidentally.
Domination of this happened too. All by myself.
Yes, that was gluten free, amazingly.
While home, a little walk around Lake PeePee happened. That is actually the name of the retention pond in our neighborhood, according to our neighborhood directory. No lie.
And I saw one fatty of a catfish.
I love Oviedo.
Then a stroll down to Pappy’s Patch for some strawberry pickin’ happened!
All my strawberries received 10′s from the judges (Doc and I).
Also, just because they’re funny…