cricket world cup kicked off today. the office has been taken over. three computers are tuned into the game, and everyone is crowded around the one streaming the visual coverage of the game. lots of shouting. i still don't really understand the game. super eight matches are being hosted in guyana at the end of march and beginning of april. a lot of improvements in infrastructure have been done in preparation. it's going to be CRAZY here (in g-town) then (that's right when i fly out of the country. yikes). i've heard that cricket world cup is the third largest sporting event in the world, after olympics and world cup soccer. crazy. oh, this just in: windies just won the game.


i really like coming across foreigners here who have adopted guyanese-speak. i do it once in a while, but not as much as some do. here's a sampling of guyanese sentences:
"he nah wan' fah sell he bike." (he doesn't want to sell his bike)
"son HOT, bai" (it's too hot to do anything, boy)
"she nah walk wit she wares" (she didn't bring her cutlery)
"he comin' jus' now" (he's coming, sometime in the near- to distant future)
"he takee long time fah fetch we transpee" (he's taking a long time to find some transporation for us)
"please for a cold drink?" (may i please have a cold (usually carbonated) drink?)
"you mash you fingers on they strings like so?" (this one happened today while kevin was teaching some kids to play guitar - you press down on all those strings with the same finger, like this?)
i had the hardest time understanding what people were saying when i first came here. now i usually get it.

pepe moreno played in boa vista last weekend, and two of the scottish girls teaching here got to meet him, dance on stage AND go to his hotel room. alone. and neight of the girls speaks portuguese. crazy. they're lucky nothing bad happened. oh, pepe. what a dreamboat. i'm so jealous.

the girls of ylp spent most of today beading bracelets for people, for an appreciation dinner we hope to have on saturday. then, in the afternoon, pearly taught some of the schoolgirls some embroidery, and crystal and i sat in for the session. i decided i was born in the wrong era. who needs women's rights? i just want to sit at home and weave or do embroidery all day. hello, 18th century. maybe secretly read milty and donne and swift by candlelight in my father's library. that's about all i need.