Sorry my last post was such a bummer. If you’re here to find out what PC is about, that is definitely one of the aspects of it. One day you feel like you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be and the next you’re ready to sign the papers to go home early. You hate going outside to the bathroom, but you love telling stories about the chicken that fell in the outhouse. You cry one day because the students refused to do your activity, and the next day a student walks with you all the way home just to talk to you. You miss late night runs to Taco Bell, but your eyes well up with tears when your host mom says one of the ingredients in her placenta (pluh-chen-tuh) is dragoste (love). You miss seeing your family, but you can’t wait for your next vacation because it only takes you two hours by plane to get to Athens. You complain about smelly routierras (mini-buses), but you smile when you see the plastic bag sitting next to you is how one of your fellow passengers is transporting a live chicken. That’s a normal day in Peace Corps. It sucks, but you love it.
PC is hard in different ways than I expected. Actually, pretty much everything is different than I expected. It’s funny how I keep running into that in my life, and yet I keep expecting things to be the way I imagine they will be. Maybe I’ll never learn, and I’m not sure if that makes me foolish, a dreamer, or an idealist. Probably a little of all three.
I had a good day today, and that’s the best I can hope for for tomorrow. Maybe I can sum it up in a phrase Tim recently translated into English from Romanian — the goal is to have today be better than yesterday, but worse than tomorrow.
This video is making its way through the Peace Corps blogs and Facebook pages. There is some controversy in the community over whether this video is awful, funny, or painfully accurate. Some people think it shows RPCVs as pompous and bombastic, and others think it describes their service dead on. Tim loves it and thinks it shows how wonderfully insane PCVs are, while I am a little torn. Some parts make me laugh at the ridiculousness, and some parts make me think of myself in the present and the future. You guys can mock me when I stand up and toast simply “La multi ani” at your birthday parties. I won’t care, because it will be a small way that I can show how Moldova will always be a part of me.
One more thing … WE WANT VISITORS!