I am feeling a little homesick… I miss my family, my friends, and my old students! Houegbo isn’t exactly what I had in mind when I signed up for the peace corps. I think I expected more of the rural African experience… out in the desert, off the beaten path sort of place. Instead I live in a cement compound next to the congested highway (which is the same size as Carpenter Street); I guess you could say this is modern Africa. There is electricity, television, and people want to be wealthy. Of course I still get water from a well and there is no toilet. I will admit that I would be very happy to have a toilet…. especailly when I am not feeling well which happens far to regualarly… Did I tell everyone that I got intestinal parasites? I should have killed all the amoebas by now, but I was the first to get them! Us volunteers have to be proud of something.
Houegbo has no chocolate and I think fondly of Mrs. Lozzi’s m&m jar. At least I can get a snickers bar in Cotonou! My friend Rima even found marshmallows! We get very excited when we are able to find things that are from home.
I am sending out postcards to my students, it takes a few wees for mail to get to the states but keep a look out! I miss you all very much!