So i am offically in Ecuador. and first observations are... americans are not the only ones that have an overweight problem, they eat 5 times a day here ugh... and my spanish sucks. Oh and its cheap. They eat a lot of rice and potatoes, meaning every meal, and its okay to down a worm when it is in your fruit cause that means there is no pesticides and you cant see them anyway.. I have hit my head on low ceilings about 5 times already they are short, and i think i am going to like it here.
love you all, miss you all and there will be a lot more to come, just short on time
Monday, February 22, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
This Is It...
Today my mother drove me to Georgetown for the pre-departure orientation after many tissues and sad goodbyes, i made it with a smile on my face since i realized that i had packed two suitcases full that i can fit into (all 6 feet of me) plus another hiking backpack full. I personally am pumped to see how much overages i have to pay to get it all on the plane... oh wait actually i am personally pumped to drag all three bags through the airport when all my counterparts have half as much. but its because i am big and scary so my clothes are naturally more voluminous so i need more space, maybe.
Anyway i have been asked in wonder how to pack for over two years and the answer is simple. Live at home, and on packing day lay helpless on the ground while you convince your mother that this is the last thing she will help you with and that she is obviously your mougle of support. So in short, get your mom to do it. (Mom i love you and really could not have done it with out you) Oh and side note, with the use of the great compression bags i was able to suck the air out of Mr Alligator and he is on his way with me to ecuador :) looking really sad and shriveled right now but on his way.
I met some really cool kids and a girl that is as obsessed with research on HIV/AIDS as i am so its a good start. well i have an early morning so i am going to try to do that sleep thing. love you all, still scared shitless, but constipation is overrated :) oh and if you ever want to get out of the H1N1 vaccine tell them you are allergic to eggs
Anyway i have been asked in wonder how to pack for over two years and the answer is simple. Live at home, and on packing day lay helpless on the ground while you convince your mother that this is the last thing she will help you with and that she is obviously your mougle of support. So in short, get your mom to do it. (Mom i love you and really could not have done it with out you) Oh and side note, with the use of the great compression bags i was able to suck the air out of Mr Alligator and he is on his way with me to ecuador :) looking really sad and shriveled right now but on his way.
I met some really cool kids and a girl that is as obsessed with research on HIV/AIDS as i am so its a good start. well i have an early morning so i am going to try to do that sleep thing. love you all, still scared shitless, but constipation is overrated :) oh and if you ever want to get out of the H1N1 vaccine tell them you are allergic to eggs
the toughest part about leaving; is not leaving, but leaving everything you know and love behind; that is the tough part
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
A week till unextinction
So, i have decided to create a blog while i am in Ecuador. Here is to hoping that there will be an internet connection that this wont be a once a year habit (crossed-fingers)
As you can tell i have taken the leadership role and gave myself a nickname. I think it is quite symbolic and simply, a perfect fit for me... JRex. The J is stemming from the first initial in my name Jessica, and the Rex is born from my love and adoration of dinosaurs mixed with the well known fact that i am pretty big and kinda scary. So wha-la JRex.
Now for the reason i am writing this blog.... I am moving to Ecuador in one week and one day for the next 27 months. That means that when i return i will be almost 25 and in the middle of the peak baby-making years of any females life. So in short i am going to find a husband.... just kidding. But really i am leaving in 8 days and i have absolutely no idea what i am getting myself into. My dad keeps saying that i am going to change and learn so much while i am there, come back a better person.... My mom keeps saying that i am going to do great, and everyone else asks why? Oh well actually thats a lie, my Grandpa D cant stop saying how much he despises my decision and that i am wasting my life (not surprising if you know him). So far what i do know is i will be in training for the first three months i am there learning the language and other important job related information. After training i have to pass some adequacy tests so i can be assigned a location and be set on my way to start changing the world.
They say this is the hardest job i will ever love, but have any of those kids tried to tutor college football players in Econ.
I cant say that i am scared to go, but more worried that by leaving i will be missing many opportunities and priceless memories with the people i love the most. Really what have i got myself into? We will soon find out.
~ Being scared of the unknown is only wasted effort holding yourself back
As you can tell i have taken the leadership role and gave myself a nickname. I think it is quite symbolic and simply, a perfect fit for me... JRex. The J is stemming from the first initial in my name Jessica, and the Rex is born from my love and adoration of dinosaurs mixed with the well known fact that i am pretty big and kinda scary. So wha-la JRex.
Now for the reason i am writing this blog.... I am moving to Ecuador in one week and one day for the next 27 months. That means that when i return i will be almost 25 and in the middle of the peak baby-making years of any females life. So in short i am going to find a husband.... just kidding. But really i am leaving in 8 days and i have absolutely no idea what i am getting myself into. My dad keeps saying that i am going to change and learn so much while i am there, come back a better person.... My mom keeps saying that i am going to do great, and everyone else asks why? Oh well actually thats a lie, my Grandpa D cant stop saying how much he despises my decision and that i am wasting my life (not surprising if you know him). So far what i do know is i will be in training for the first three months i am there learning the language and other important job related information. After training i have to pass some adequacy tests so i can be assigned a location and be set on my way to start changing the world.
They say this is the hardest job i will ever love, but have any of those kids tried to tutor college football players in Econ.
I cant say that i am scared to go, but more worried that by leaving i will be missing many opportunities and priceless memories with the people i love the most. Really what have i got myself into? We will soon find out.
~ Being scared of the unknown is only wasted effort holding yourself back
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