The Rio Paraguay now flows through my room

I knew it was going to storm last night. I knew the rain would probably wake me up, but not like this. I was having a lovely dream last night when I was awoken by water gushing into my room. In the minute that it took me to realize I was actually awake and to get up out of bed, the water was already past my ankles. I looked around and realized where it was coming from: the gutter that ran along my family's house and through my room was falling apart. I stood there like an idiot not knowing what to do then started moving things away from the water, only to have them soaked again in minutes. Victorino was terrified and somehow ended up clinging to the wall. He kept jumping away every time I tried to pick him up but eventually I grabbed him by the nape and tossed him on my bed. I'm sure he was grateful.

At this point, my host mom had heard the ruckus and come in. She just stood there like me and said, “Ay! Hay agua!”. Yes host mom, hay agua. We grabbed some boards that were in the other room and used them to push the gutter back in place. We stood there for probably 10 minutes holding the gutter up and occasionally laughing at the craziness of the situation. Finally she had me hold both boards while she got a chair and more wood, which she shimmied between the gutter and the roof to hold it up. By this time a part of the gutter in my other room fell too and that room was beginning to flood. So I took my board, ran in there and held it up. My mom found a large piece of wood and propped it up with a chair and a bucket.

Once the water had stopped coming in, my oh-so-guapa host mom immediately got a squeegee and started clearing the water out of my room. The only problem was it was still storming like crazy outside and the water outside was just as high as the water in my room. So as she pushed water out, it just came right back in. But that woman worked like crazy and finally got a good amount of the water out. She was making jokes the whole time about how clean my floor was going to be and how I got to see the Rio Paraguay and how I probably had wanted to shower anyway.

Oh, and we did all this in the dark because the power was out. Este es mi vida!

New Address

I got a new address. This one is much closer to me at the local post office in Santani. When I get mail, the guy that works there will call me (convenient!). He even takes packages so send whatever you want. Also, I added to wish list to the side of this page. Just some things I'd like to have, if you want to send me a package but don't know what to send :)

Amanda Firestone, PCV
Correo San Estanislao
Avenida Independencia Nacional, 727
Codigo Postal, 8210
Paraguay
Sud America

What am I doing here?

So, I've had several people (including myself) wondering what the heck I'm doing here. You see pictures of fiestas, dinners, birthdays, fútbol tournaments and really not much else. So you might be thinking: she left for 2 years to eat and watch soccer with a bunch of strangers?!

I just arrived in my site last week. Nobody here knows me and there are still many people here who don't know what Peace Corps is and who have only seen one or two other people from the United States before. Right now I am here to build relationships and to build trust. I still don't know the language here very well. Many people here only speak Guarani or choose not to speak Spanish. So in order to get to know people I hang out, drink tereré, go to social events. That's the only way you learn.

Peace Corps teaches sustainable development. We don't just show up for a month or two, build some wells, then leave. We teach people things that will change they way that they live for the better so that when we leave they can continue what we have taught them. That doesn't happen overnight. I can't just show up in a school, tell kids to brush their teeth and wear their shoes and then hope everyone does it. I have to get to know families, get the know the kids, talk about parasites and teeth brushing multiple times.

So what am I doing here? I'm hanging out, drinking tereré. I'm building relationships. It may not seem like “work” by what we as Americans are used to but it's necessary to make a difference over the next 2 years.

I'm a big kid now

So as you probably know, I finally swore in last week. Yay! It was a nice, short ceremony. The Peace Corps country director and the US ambassador both said a few words. Then we all stood up, raised our right hands and took the oath that almost every US government official or worker takes to defend the Constitution and whatnot. Then we ate cake. I got to talk to the ambassador briefly and she told me about this Paraguay-Kansas Committee. Apparently Paraguay sends a lot of kids to school in Kansas and they live with families there. I'm not sure what school but I found the committee building later and took a picture. (I'll post pictures later—probably much later so hold your horses.)

Swearing-in weekend was awesome. Lots of volunteers were in Asuncion for various events. There was one called Ahendu where a bunch of people played/sang/performed. It was good. Basically it was a great way to spend our last weekend together as a “G” before going out to all different parts of the country. My last night there, a bunch of us went up to the roof of our hotel and hung out. I realized then how much I was going to miss everyone. These people who I only met 3 months ago have quickly become like family. We'll see each other every few months and now we have cell phones (YAY!!) but it's still sad to leave everyone.

On that note, I arrived in site today carrying a suitcase, a hiking backpack, a normal backpack, another bag and a cat in a birdcage. Only in Paraguay. I was nervous about arriving but once I got here I quickly remembered how much I love it here. My family welcomed me warmly and I got started settling in. I let my cat out of his birdcage and he immediately started peeing all over my stuff (thank you Vic Torino). Aside from that, he is the sweetest kitten. He was obviously not loved on very much the first few months of his life and now that I own him he follows me around everywhere and wants to cuddle all the time. I'm alright with that :).

So I finally made it! Don Pedro, the health coordinator, is coming with the rest of my stuff and hopefully my bike in 3 weeks to do my site presentation so until then I'll just meet families, drink tereré, learn some Guaraní and probably explain that I'm not a nurse about 8000 times. Woo!