Staging
After a 45 minute plane ride in the SMALLEST commuter jet
ever, I finally made it to Philadelphia to visit Laura for a night before my
Staging for Peace Corps began. It was great to see this lovely lady and her
family before leaving for Rwanda! She brought me to Valley Forge Park where
Washington had fought in the Revolutionary War; it was really cool to see this
little piece of American history before transitioning to a new country and culture
with its own unique background. The following day, Laura dropped me off at the
hotel and I began my Staging!
Although our Staging event was only a day, it was a great
opportunity to meet the Rwanda Educ. 7 group and to learn some basic
information on the Peace Corps and its program in Rwanda. I met some really
great people and got to know a few of them over our last dinner (The Last
Supper) in the United States for quite some time. After a good meal of pizza
and lemonade it was time to lay awake in bed and get excited about our flights!
Travel to Kigali
So after three hours in a bus travelling to JFK, we arrived
at the airport and found out we couldn’t check in for our flights for an additional
hour. After MORE waiting, we finally got through and got on our plane… just to
find out that they hadn’t fueled the plane yet and we would continue to wait in
a cramped plane for an additional hour and a half before take-off. Brussels
involved more waiting and late take-offs, but after the 8 hour flight we
FINALLY made it to Rwanda around 7pm local time. You’d think the chaos would
end there, but no… Imagine trying to organize 47 jet-lagged, sleep deprived
Americans (each with at leastttttt 2 bags) and load them onto buses in the
dark. Needless to say, I don’t think I have ever slept better once we got to
the hotel and I climbed into bed.
PST and Arrival in Rwamagana
The first few days of Pre-Service Training (PST) have been
filled with paperwork, discussions on health and safety, and a bit of language training
to get us started with our host families all while we are fighting the
seemingly endless jet lag. On Sunday, we loaded up our things, decided what was
to be stored and what we would bring with us, and we got matched up with our
host families! My host dad came to pick me up while Momma Violette stayed home
with the children. My new Rwandan parents are awesome and my host siblings are
ages 5 and 1 ½! We had dinner together and I went to bed nice and early. Today,
I spent 3 ½ hours at the Zion Temple for Born Again Christians for a church
service with my host family.. I felt bad because I am so tired and couldn’t help
but start nodding off, but the service involved lots of singing and dancing
(much more fun than any Catholic service I’ve been to).
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