Sunday, May 6, 2012

370.

That's how many days I have been in Suriname. That's how many days it's been since I saw America and most of the people and places I love.

A couple of days ago I celebrated my one year in Suriname with Jamie, McDonald's, and the flu. Yep, she and I both had something awful. After fighting fevers and sleeping the day away, we took a cab to McDonald's. The driver ever so graciously let us order in the drive-thru. My burger wasn't ready with the rest of the order, so we had to park and wait. The driver then asked us what kind of music we liked and changed his cd accordingly. We bought him a coke. This was one of those many moments in the past year in which I have found myself laughing and shaking my head at the situations I find myself in. My life has been nothing short of humorous this past year.

There have been lots of moments when I wondered how I was going to make it to this point. I no longer have to wonder about that. I am here. I cannot believe it's gone by as fast as it has. I feel like I have so much left to do in my Peace Corps service, and now I only have half the time to do it.

It feels good to be at this point. I am proud of myself. I am proud of my group and the friends I have made. I am thankful for my village and the patience they exercise with their white girl. Life is good.


Thank you to most of the misfits in this picture for being my friend, and for the work they do everyday. I am happy we're here to support each other. It's been a good year, SUR 17.