Well ladies and gentlemen, it seems that I've made it through training. Tomorrow at 730 AM I will make my final trip to Dakar as a non-volunteer. Hooray!!!! Africa hasn't killed me......yet......
The end of PST is bittersweet. While I will enjoy not having every aspect of my life planned out for me or living with the Taateen Mafia family, I'm going to miss my built in friends and the late night dance parties in the discohut and Peace corps bus. They didn't know we got in it and danced haha! On Sunday afternoon, I'm heading to Kaolack to get ready for my install. Peace corps uses the term "installation" for us to be moved into our permanent sites. However, I'm not sure if that is the best way to describe the process seeing as how I'm not a refrigerator.
I'll spend until Tuesday early afternoon in Kaolack before moving into my hut in Pakane. Ah!!! Also, I'll have a mailing address finally (at the latest Tuesday) and will let you know what that is. Gotta run though. I have to learn the Senegal national anthem..... getting the clicks into the right key might be a little difficult. :)
Wish me luck!
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Wow, it went so fast. Are you taking Galaas with you? haha, just kidding. I would definitely leave him behind. We are so proud of you honey. I know it was difficult and your body was struggling to adjust, but now you are ready to go. I thought it was next Friday that you left for your village though. I am so confused. Please send me pictures.
Love, Momma
just wrote you a letter, waiting on your new address, it's all ready to go! Love you
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