3/28 Made it out here to El Seibo for technical training. Big town but a lot calmer and a lot more safe than Santo Domingo. Like it so far. My new host family is just one Dona. I get my own bathroom and it’s nice and calm and I can do my own thing, but it’s kind of weird not having anyone else or kids around. She’s only got me to talk to (inside the house anyway) and my Spanish is only good for a 20-minute or so conversation. Internet is harder to come by here without the training center’s free wi-fi. Went out to Discoteca WOW one night. Tried to get our bachata on. We’ve started doing our group diagnostic projects—interviewed some people about issues in town and had some jovenes make some maps of what they thought El Seibo looked like.
Had dinner at a Korean (KOICA) volunteer’s apartment with Heather (another PC volunteer)—we can only communicate in Spanish though. It’s weird to think that I translate my English thoughts into Spanish, say them to Odelia or Feliz (the Korean volunteers), and they translate what I said into Korean in their head. Feels like a lot could be lost along the way there. But very cool that a foreign language for both groups is what bridged the communication gap between us. A hen just freaking walked into my room so I’m going to go run away now!
(Update--got the hen out of the room, then it laid an egg in the corner of the room which my Dona cooked for breakfast the next morning.)
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