i am an egg

the day before i left the rupununi, the north rupununi junior wildlife clubs held their annual festival at bina hill. i was only there for the first day, but it was pretty packed with neat activities: a costume and banner parade (as usual, pictures are on facebook, and more will come when i get back home), cassava grating races, cotton spinning competitions, archery, volleyball... the best part was the costume parade. the kids made AMAZING carnivale-style costumes using only wire/branches, newspaper, and spray paint. new craft ideas!!!

saying goodbye was hard. i am so excited to be home, but it's always hard for things to end. i will miss the youth a lot. one of the girls told me she would miss me a lot, and i said that there would be new interns soon to take our places. she said, "they won't be like you." i said, "what, grumpy all the time?" she said, "no. they won't gaff with us like you did." so that made me feel good. the two best parts about guyana, for me, were long walks across the savannah and just messing around with everyone in the back. listening to the boys sing bob marley. making kissy noises back at gilbert. complaining about b.h. (a multi-purpose phrase the boys started using to describe bina hill as well as pretty much anything else, thanks to its similarity to the word "bitch.").

this part will sound egotistical; i don't mean for it to. one thing i've learned in guyana is that i can have what i want. i mean, i've realized i'm interesting/intelligent/ambitious/attractive/educated/balanced/experienced enough to have the things i want: the kind of job i want, the kind of husband i want, the kind of house i want (namely, the kind of elaborate craft and sewing room i want), the kind of life i want. last time i dated, i stuck with the relationship for a long time even though it wasn't everything i wanted, just because i thought it was the best i could get. now i know better. i hope that if you don't know that about yourself, that you learn it soon.