Hello all,
Well, I've made it safe and sound to Nouakchott (Mauritania's capital for those of you who don't know). This post will have to be short, as there are about ten other volunteers waiting to use the internet, but I'll try to tell you something about the blur my life has become.
Last night we flew into the Nouakchott at three in the morning, all dark flat plains, and dust and nothing. Off the plane, (which, far from being a puddle jumper, was HUGE) right onto the tarmac, we fell into the hands of the PC Maur. staff, who collected our passports, sorted out our green-stringed (green strings means Peace Corps), shuffled through the crowd and shoved us into 8 white SUVs (love the symbolism), where we sat along the sides, military style, and drove off to our hotel- men with men, women with women. We plopped down on our mattellas (sleeping mats) and crashed.
Up this morning with the light, breakfast of croissants and a tomato-tasting orange juice, off the the PC bureau, a white, dusty building of stones, and courtyards and sunlight, and rugs. More shots, more shots, paperwork, photos, welcome speeches, and lunch (lamb with yogurt(?), pickles, and onions).
Now here I am in the cooled computer room, but I've got to run. More soon, and I love you.
-Colton
PS Mom and Dad, everything is scary and great. I'm fine.
PSS More next time about Casablanca, and pictures.
Well, I've made it safe and sound to Nouakchott (Mauritania's capital for those of you who don't know). This post will have to be short, as there are about ten other volunteers waiting to use the internet, but I'll try to tell you something about the blur my life has become.
Last night we flew into the Nouakchott at three in the morning, all dark flat plains, and dust and nothing. Off the plane, (which, far from being a puddle jumper, was HUGE) right onto the tarmac, we fell into the hands of the PC Maur. staff, who collected our passports, sorted out our green-stringed (green strings means Peace Corps), shuffled through the crowd and shoved us into 8 white SUVs (love the symbolism), where we sat along the sides, military style, and drove off to our hotel- men with men, women with women. We plopped down on our mattellas (sleeping mats) and crashed.
Up this morning with the light, breakfast of croissants and a tomato-tasting orange juice, off the the PC bureau, a white, dusty building of stones, and courtyards and sunlight, and rugs. More shots, more shots, paperwork, photos, welcome speeches, and lunch (lamb with yogurt(?), pickles, and onions).
Now here I am in the cooled computer room, but I've got to run. More soon, and I love you.
-Colton
PS Mom and Dad, everything is scary and great. I'm fine.
PSS More next time about Casablanca, and pictures.
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8 comments:
I am SO glad to hear you're doing well! I'll write you soon! Stay strong & I love you!
I miss you already!!!!!! I'm so proud of you ruth.....I will send a letter soon.....Love you
Colton- It sounds exciting.
Do you want some books? Send us the titles and we'll get them to you.
We all miss you.
Elizabeth
white SUVs? the irony! It sounds like you are holding up...how was the flight?
We miss you so much here at the library! So glad you made it safely! Keep in touch Colton!
Love ya, Chris
i love you colton. letters will be coming soon! i miss you so much!
Hi Colton,
I'm new at this blog stuff, but I wanted you to know that I am very proud of you and hope your experience is very rewarding. Tomorrow is the big day for your Mom's kidney transplant. I will be in the hospital nextdoor have some surgery myself, otherwise I'd be in the waiting room to lend moral support to her and Aunt Veda. We'll all say a little prayer that everything goes well.
Take care of yourself and let me know if there is anything I can send you to make your existance easier over there. Love you a bunch. Aunt Cindy T.
Colton-LA!
I miss you and love you! what can i send you?
-caitlin
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