Reason #147 Why I am much happier making a little money HERE, instead of making a lot of money THERE:

Some days I go to work and get to watch my work partner chase and holler at loose pigs outside.

Not your typical office humor back in the states so ha!

And that my friends is worth all the lack of money in the world.

I'm not saying I don't wake up pissed at the sun and its ability to hit the snooze button more times than me with its comfy, fluffy grey, gloomy clouds to cuddle. Believe me I would love to be a putz and sleep all morning on the days that suggest our weather has its own kind of seasonal depression but considering its August and there are these grey, gloomy clouds I gotta kinda believe this is training, for you NFL nuts- "preseason", for Moldova's even more grey winters.

All and I like it here. It really is the little things that make your day as corny as it sounds. This week on the way to work I met a German lady backpacking Moldova for three weeks and yesterday I was stopped in the middle of the road by a packed little car full of people wondering, "Unde Saharna?" how they can get to Saharna, an ancient monastery 6km down the road from me. I haven't explored it yet but went running in that direction so I think I was able to answer their question adequately! I really got a kick out of talking to the solo traveling German lady as we walked to where I worked (she wanted a hot shower and a bed, I work at an NGO with a little hotel part that was sadly out of her budget and at full occupancy at the time). She liked Moldova,exploring it and experiencing its disorganization even though it was giving her difficulties with finding a places to crash for a night or two indoors and a shower to enjoy. I liked her outlook and acceptance of Moldova for what it is.

Speaking of the little things.. more figuratively... It's awesome to walk home and find kids sitting around the apartment quad area waiting to say hello and wanting to play with their new American on the block. The two kites (bought at Goodwill) from back home plus American candy were a huge hit. One day starting off with just Adel and I running kites up and down a strip of pavement by the apartments quickly turned into entertainment for two kids watching from their balcony, then learning how to do it, than two more showing up, and two more until we had a whole lineup of kids taking turns to run around with the kites. With these munchkins I hope to start doing more youth activities and maybe starting a club with them after I learn the language a bit better.

I also started singing in the local choir this week. Pretty sure the average age of the choir members has dropped significantly since my attendance but I don't mind; it gives me something different to do, helps me network without having to really talk to people in my poor Romanian and I'm pretty sure its making my work partner and host mom happy. Tuesdays for an hour are for sopranos, Thursdays are for the whole choir and it all gets done with the guidance of a wonderful little man and his accordion as our conductor. I am not a natural soprano but Svetlana, my work partner (who really has a pretty, true soprano voice) suggested the sopranos needed more vocal chords than the alto section; I guess I'll Peace Corps it up and go where ever needed!

Ha I almost forgot, last night I confused my Romanian family instead of the other way around this week (buzz buzz back at ya). I plan on trying out my fly rod this weekend so I figured I should try and fix the leaky crotch seam in my hand-me-down waders. Since you can't really see where the slow leak is coming from on the seam you gota find it. A trick to finding something like that involves turning the waders inside out, wetting the seam, slopping it with dish soap and take a blower (men use shop vacs in reverse, I, a hair dryer not because I'm a lady but that's because it was all I had... and ok because I'm a lady :) underneath to see where the dish soap bubbles up/ where the leaky spots are. I decided to do this when it was just Andrian, Tatiana's son who is visiting from Italy in the house because I'm sure what I was doing with the dish soap, blow dryer and weird looking pants of mine would just make Tatiana's mother hen brain ache. Andrian was around and watching what I was doing so I got him to hold the waders as I blow-dried them and marked with a marker where the bubbles where. I didn't and still don't have a clue how to translate why and what I was doing into Romanian but I think him and Tatiana understood sorta kinda what I was doing (she came home right when I was finishing up and finding a place to dry the waders). Maybe. Who knows. I sure don't.

Well its late in the afternoon, a Friday, I'm at work pig free and happy; the sun did decided to wake up a bit and do a few salutations :) Hopefully to help me catch some fish later... with or without a leaky crotch... we will see! Or feel! Hehe :)

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The Many Meanings of Worker Bees

Buna Ziua!

Today marks my fourth day in the office and almost a week out of training. Crazy how time flies!

Last Friday I swore in with fellow ARBD (businessy) and COD (community developmenty) PC volunteers. What I thought was going to be a long day was, but it was great, really great. It started off with coffee, ice cream and  Bailey's Irish Cream for breakfast. Whatever events followed by that as your breakfast should and will be awesome. Hands down. I had to laugh as I came down stairs and saw that on the table waiting for me. It was raining of course in the morning as we were all dressed up in our outfits packing suitcase upon suitcase into the private Ruteara (minibus/ Mercedes Spirit van) but Moldovan optimism believes rain on an important day means luck for those involved. So far so true.

The US Ambassador for Moldova gave a nice speech along with our Country Director and two volunteers, our program directors announced with a slide show where we are from in the US and where we were going to work, we stood for the Star Spangled Banner and the National Anthem for Moldova and most importantly, raised our right hands and were sworn into service. Not to boast about how cool it was to do so but... but...Peace Corps volunteers say the same oath the President of the US does when he swears into office. :) Pretty sweet.

Following the ceremony and a discussion about housing with our host family we dispersed like little worker bees and fluttered away to our future sites. I think the longest anyone had to drive was 5 hours. Not bad. My drive was about an hour and a half thanks to my work partner's driving abilities even with the occasional stop to check under the hood. By bus it takes about 2 and a half hours. The day continued to be great when we got to the apartment and Tatiana's (my new host mom) friends greeted us at the doorway with the traditional welcoming braided bread and salt and a table full of food ready to be devoured. Its such a cool feeling to be completely welcomed and emerged in a culture different than your own.

Mama gazda, Tatiana is an absolute sweetheart. She is a busy little nurse in the Romanian school in town and the special needs (boarding?) school. I'm pretty sure she never stops running around. She organizes "monastery excursions," sings in the choir and probably knows just about everyone in town. During the school year her daughter's son, Adele comes to live with her and attends school in Rezina while his parents work in Italy. Such a crazy concept but this isn't the only example of missing parents and a missing generation in Moldova. He is proving to be a great little host brother as well and I think he think's I'm not to bad either. (:

And just when I had about enough to say in this long winded blog, a neighbor dude walks into the apartment with a jar of bees and really really long tweezers.

I guess Tatiana hired him to do what I would say is the craziest thing I have seen yet in Moldova. Tatiana sat with her back to him and he picked out one bee at a time with the tweezers and had the bee sting her on four parallel parts of her lower and upper back. Some people get chiropractic work, some massages, some use Cannabis others depend on pharmaceutical drugs and in this case, Apis mellifera (honey bees) to relieve chronic pain. Since I dig acupuncture and understand it to a point (haha get it, a point) it doesn't completely surprise me that Tatiana is using it for treatment of back pain and chronic headaches but it sure was cool to watch. An article online suggests the sting provides the stimulation needed to activate the adrenal gland and start producing Cortisol. If you want to learn more google apitherapy.

Well that's all for today, I didn't want to talk a ton about Rezina or my job yet because I just don't know that much about either. So far both are great, I like it here and have no complaints! Well one complaint, ironing. Who thought that with joining the Peace Corps I would have to start ironing my clothes?!? Mama gazda gives me the up and down eye to make sure I look completely fit to go out of the apartment if not......):

:)

Kate


"If it doesn't challenge you, It doesn't change you"


Here are photos people took at the swearing in ceremony. I also added a bunch of photos in the "Photos" link under Moldova.