Creating a secret identity…
So, as I recently learned, according to Peace Corps guidelines I am not allowed to put the name of my new home town on my blog. Reasons? Creepers could discover your local and go to the town and ask for the gringa and people would be easily able to point you out and then bad things could happen. Seems slightly overcautious to me, but I have to abide by Mr. Obama´s rules I guess. So, from here on out I will be living in a town we will name ¨Vacaville¨ Chimaltenango. I thought about changing my name as well, but that may be taking it to an extreme.
So quick update. After spending a week in Vacaville, I am now very excited about the next two years. I decided to live with a family (Peace Corps rules) which is frustrating because I really want my own house, but I will still be cooking for myself and having a separate room and all so it´s okay. There are three little girls who live there with ridiculous bangs and they all seem nice and the mother is extremely bouncy and motherly. The best part is they have cows and they get fresh milk from them. Plus, they have a fairly spacious front yard in which I can have my veggie plots and herb pots, and I am thinking of getting an animal or two but this will be a surprise because I don´t want to disappoint you all if my plans fall through…
Other than that, nothing´s new. We met our Superintendent and visited a few schools, made ourselves known in the muni, oriented ourselves with the tri-weekly market, cooked some delicious things, watched way to many movies, and met some of the current volunteers contacts and friends in the town. It´s going to be a good two years!
Now we just have three days at the center and then SWEAR IN where we become actual human beings again. WHAT WHAT!
Much love to all, and come visit me in Vacaville if you get the chance!
