Pictures of the Day 6/6-6/10

-Yea- I bake in a skirt, maybe should be should have a Baking TV Show-







-Another PCV and Myself with the wind in our hair-


-Got me in a moment, sitting on the deck,feet in the water, staring at the stars-PC

Pictures of the Day 6/1-6/5

-Mexican Night-




-The View from my Window (it makes washing dishes so much easier-


-Baking some COOKIES made from CAKE MIX-

Joys and Pictures of 6/10

-After four hours of sitting in the Airport, we finally made it to the Plane on the way to St. Lucia, the flight attendant trusted us enough to sit in the Emergency Section, so we had to read up on what to do-

My Joys!
1. HAPPY 4 YEARS OF MARRIAGE TO JENNIFER AND ANDY!!! (Miss Both of You)
2. Having a little girl stick out her tongue at me with such sass and naturally I stick my tongue back out at her (Children in Dominica are taught that sticking your tongue out is disrespectful and should not be done dissimilar to in the States where sticking your tongue out is done in a playful manner)
3. Having one of my volleyball boys check me when I was not at Volleyball to ensure I was OK
4. Going for a solid walk
5. A Coffee Partner
6. My Fish I just introduced to you all- He is now in Fish Heaven- RIP! No I will not be getting another fish- Buddy will be my only one!
7. Things are rolling with a Summer Camp Program I am working on!
8. My Little AJ! Lots of kisses blow from him to me!!
9. Coconut Cheese (No it taste NOTHING like cheese- but it looks like cheese blocks but taste like sweet Coconut)
10. On the topic of Coconuts- My Landlord dropped off two coconuts for me this morning, so I started the morning off with lovely Coconut water

Throwing a Question out there for all: If I wrote a book about my randoms happening in Dominica during the Peace Corps, would you read it?

Picture of the Day from 5/28-5/31

-The Kids at my village's Pre-School-






-My NEW Fish- Dou-Dou (It means Sweetheart in the Local Language NOT Poop)

Joys of 6/9

Joys of June 9, 2009

1. A MUCH Smoother Ran Flight on the Way Home
2. Meeting My Greece Man
3. Sitting by a random Dominican Friend
4. Being Back in my village
5. Sitting on my fav spot on the porch enjoying the familars- the cool breeze, the sky full of stars, the smell of bake goods from my neighbor, and the little lizards running on my ceiling
6. Wheat PANCAKES!
7. My fish still being a live after a weekend by himself

Airports

Hello Everyone!

I am glad to be back in the Blog World with all of my faithful fans! I just got back from a Training in St. Lucia and Spent hours in the Airport and decided while I was there, if I was a skilled writer I would write about all of the different people one can find in a airport. You know, the kid that is crying, and everyone is thinking "Please DO NOT let that kid be on my flight." The Honeymooners that are so sickly in love. The business man that rarely look up from their laptops. The families and the young cats! While you are waiting for hours it is fun to make up little stories about their life, where and why they are going, and what is going through their heads. Now, I realize there could be someone at the other side of the airport, or next to me thinking the same thing about me. But anyways, if I wrote this book one of my chapters would be about the man I am about to introduce.

As I was carrying around my bag that kept getting larger and larger as more security guards careless went through my bag, looking for I am not sure what, and not placing things back where they were. I find myself a solid seat at the airport, while I waited for my plane that is "30 minutes" late. With the Caribbean Airlines, 30 Minutes could turn into hours or the next day, one is never too sure. I find myself a comfy little spot take off my shoes and start eating my muffin. As I look up I cannot help but notice this Dear of a Man. I politely say Hello, just to find out his English is not the best and he is from Greece. In the best of his ability he attempts to ask me where I am going. I tell him Dominica and now I am sitting next to him instead of across from him. Beside the language barrier, there is also a hearing barrier as while. I try to ask him the same question, after a few different attempts with different word choices, I learn he is going to St. Kitts, Gulaopoe, and Dominica. Then he walks away for a moment only to come back and same "Want Coffee, Umm... Umm... I pay for your Coffee." Even though it is 90 degrees, and I will be boarding at any moment, I cannot refuse this cup of coffee. When he comes back naturally, he asked for my address, so he can find me when he gets to Dominica. He does not have a phone, he will find me instead. At this moment, I learn it is better to talk less and listen more. I kindly write down my address with my phone number for him. He pulls out his little date book and adds me in with the other random address he has. He gives me his, his name is Angelopoulos Athanasio, from Athens, Greece. With the address comes the questions of family that can be simply summed up in two sentences. "My wive is dead (as he motions the common motion for sleeping, hands together on the cheek and head titled) and I have son, that is my family." I asked him "How many years are you" he stated 75 and then said "Young Gal" towards me. It made me smile. At that moment, I hear over the system, my flight being called and spot a Dominican friend of mine from a far. My main man from Athens, Greece, with his tie tuck into his Khaki pants and red shoes stands up gives me a fantastic hug, kisses my cheek (like a tradition individual from Greece would) then grabs my hand and kisses that as while. We were off to different places, but I have a feeling we will meet again...

I could not wait until the 10th....

I just could not wait... So I am going to just put some pictures up!


My Sweet Angels at the Pre-School In My Village





My Friend That Was Keeping Me Company and Using the Fan as His Personal Jungle Gym