<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:50:22.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PC Wanderlust</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm not in Kansas anymore!  The ramblings of a Kansan who just can't seem to sit still.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-1991150493729750215</id><published>2009-01-07T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:11:31.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I have been so awful about sending out updates.  I can't even remember the last time I sent one!  The last few months in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_0"&gt;Ukraine&lt;/span&gt; were just a whirlwind of wrapping up projects at work, packing, saying goodbyes, etc.  Sending an email out to you was on my "to do" list, but I never quite got around to it!  I'm already back in the US now.  Actually I flew back on November 19 and have been slowly, slowly integrating myself back to life here.  I spent a couple of weeks in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_1"&gt;Ohio&lt;/span&gt; visiting relatives, but I was in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_2"&gt;Kansas&lt;/span&gt; for both &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_3"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  It was so great to be able to celebrate the holidays with family again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just try to update you a bit with what I did in the last few months in Ukraine.  My last couple of semesters teaching at the secondary school, I picked up some older and younger classes.  I ended up teaching grades 4-11!  That was quite a challenge, but I really enjoyed it.  I liked teaching the older classes, because I got to have discussions with them and didn't have to focus on &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_5"&gt;English grammar&lt;/span&gt; so much.  Surprisingly though, I liked teaching my youngest classes the most.  The fourth graders didn't have the best English, but they were just incredibly eager to learn and really sweet to me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past summer I was accepted to work with American Councils again to train Ukrainian &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_6"&gt;high school students&lt;/span&gt; who were about to go to the US to be exchange students.  We taught them about American culture, how to live with a host family, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_7"&gt;American high school&lt;/span&gt;, etc.  I had a lot of fun with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 14 marked a major event in Ukrainian history - &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_8"&gt;Paul McCartney&lt;/span&gt; gave his first concert in Ukraine........and I was there to see it!  The concert was held in the  main square in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_9"&gt;Kyiv&lt;/span&gt;, and it was free.  Of course once I learned that, I knew there was no question that I would be making the 14 hour trek to Kyiv to see the concert.  Unfortunately there was a TON of rain the day/night of the concert.  I mean an absolute downpour!  My friends and I stood outside for hours in the rain  in order to get a good spot to see the stage.  We had umbrellas, but they soaked through to the point where they couldn't repel rain anymore!  It was so cold that everyone was huddled together for warmth.  But wow.  The concert was amazing.  &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_10"&gt;The Ukrainians&lt;/span&gt; absolutely adored the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_11"&gt;Beatles&lt;/span&gt;, so everyone around me was just as enthusiastic to see Sir Paul as I was.  I still can hardly believe that I finally saw him in person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer I became a mother.....to four kittens that is.  Many &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_12"&gt;Ukrainians&lt;/span&gt; have pets, but they are always outdoor animals and are usually fed table scraps.  My next door neighbor's cat was probably the sweetest cat I have ever encountered, so I would often feed her real cat food and let her inside my house to warm up in the winter, or to chill in the summer.  She pretty much thought that she was my cat.  So this summer when she had kittens, she brought them to me!  I looked out my window one day and saw her standing at my front door with a tiny, six day old kitten in her mouth, and I knew I had no choice but to help her.  Fortunately the house where I was living had a "mud room," or little enclosed entry area.  I set up a cardboard box and food and water dishes there.  That was quite an experience raising those kittens!   I found homes with three other Peace Corps volunteers, but just could not find a home for the fourth kitten.  And....well I really fell in love with one little guy.  I named him Mirchik (pronounced Meer - chick).  "Mir" means "peace" and "-chik" is the diminutive form Ukrainians give to names.  It's like calling "Samuel" - "Sammy."  I ended up bringing this kitten back to the States!  (My mom jokes that he won the visa lottery.)  There was a lot of paperwork and worry before I left Ukraine.  I had to get a rabies immunization, passport with a picture, certificate of health, and microchip (since I had a layover in a European Union country - but I don't think this step was actually necessary).  There was no quarantine though.  In the end, I worried a lot over nothing.  The trip was fairly uneventful.  I was able to carry the cat with me in a canvas and mesh bag stored under the seat in front of me on the plane.  He cried some, but was mostly so tired that he slept for most of the day of traveling (I wish I could have!)  Mirchik is settling in nicely to American life.  He loves his &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_13"&gt;new Science Diet&lt;/span&gt; food, playing with his new sister (my parent's cat), and bird watching.  Poor guy probably wasn't expecting that moving to the US would mean getting "demanned," but he's fine now.  He's a very, very laid back, sweet, calm but fun-loving cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure I mentioned before about the secondary project I worked on for much of my service in Ukraine - the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_14"&gt;foreign language resource center&lt;/span&gt;.  I learned so much from doing this project.  There were a lot of negatives (promises that were made about what materials would be provided or work that would be done were broken, and as a result we just couldn't do a lot of what we originally wanted to do with the project, plus we got terribly behind schedule) but also a lot of positives.  Between the book drive in the US my mom organized (thank you all so much for the books you donated!), donations from two international book donation programs (Darien Book Aid and Books For Peace), and purchases made with the grant money we received, the resource center has a very impressive library of books.  It includes sections of children's fiction, history, science, arts and entertainment, cultural studies, etc, as well as a whole section for teachers including books on methodology, reading/writing/speaking/listening, grammar, and English textbooks and workbooks.  We had two bookcases built to hold the books, and we also have a TV with a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_15"&gt;DVD player&lt;/span&gt; and numerous DVDs in English, a computer, printer, copier, scanner, and whiteboard.  Throughout my two years in Ukraine, I held a weekly English club, and once the resource center was set up, I had a few movie screenings.  I also held weekly teacher training seminars.  These mostly had to do with the "communicative method."  In other words, more communication and less grammar/translation in English lessons.  I taught sessions on how to teach each of the four skills (reading/writing/speaking/listening) communicatively, as well as how to use &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_16"&gt;music in the classroom&lt;/span&gt;.  I did not get nearly as much attendance at these sessions as I had hoped, so that was really a disappointment for me.  I try to console myself with the fact that there were about three teachers who came to all the sessions they could, and I hope that they benefited from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm back in the US, I have been laying kind of low.  I'm enjoying the incredible selection of foods at the grocery store.  I became a &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234601_17"&gt;vegetarian&lt;/span&gt; about a year ago, and it is nice having a much bigger variety of foods to choose from here.  The first week or so was a little overwhelming adjusting to the mass of STUFF available in the US, but I think I'm used to it again now. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am job/grad school searching, trying to figure out exactly what I want to do next.  I've got some good ideas, but would welcome any suggestions!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-1991150493729750215?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/1991150493729750215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=1991150493729750215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/1991150493729750215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/1991150493729750215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-usa.html' title='Back in the USA'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-8842091754741241143</id><published>2007-12-09T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:09:57.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really December?</title><content type='html'>So, have you ever received a present from someone and you were a little late in writing your thank-you note?  And then you felt bad for being late and wanted to think of an acceptable way to word things, so you put it off a little longer?  And then the next thing you know, it's a year later and you never sent the note, and you feel guilty, but you know it's definitely too late to even send the note, so you have to live with that guilt forever?  (Wow, I hope I'm not the only one who ever does silly stuff like that!)  Anyway, that's a bit like how I feel right now.  I can't even remember the last update I sent out, but it was before the summer began, I think!  SO MUCH has happened over the last few months - visit from my family, trip to Turkey, lots of camps, trainings, grant writing, teaching, dancing, illness, recovery, adult English classes, friends coming and going.  You name it, it's likely happened.  I'm sorry for not keeping things up to date.  If you'd like any more details, just send me an email and I can fill you in. &lt;br /&gt;To bring you quickly up to speed - I am keeping extremely busy.  I wrote a grant (and it got accepted; I'm just waiting to be awarded the money) for a &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234523_0"&gt;foreign language resource center&lt;/span&gt; for my region.  We're going to have all sorts of books and information in English, French, and German, as well as an English club and movie club, and teacher training seminars.  This will be my big project for next semester. &lt;br /&gt;I recently started up an adult English class in the evenings.  Interestingly enough, I think this is the single most rewarding thing I've done in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234523_1"&gt;Peace Corps&lt;/span&gt; so far.  I started off teaching them the alphabet, and we are now working on the verb "to be" (which doesn't exist in Russian or Ukrainian) and "I, she, he, we, they, you."  The people who come are just so appreciative and eager to learn.  I even have one "babushka" (grandma) who comes early to ask lots of questions.  It feels really good to teach them.&lt;br /&gt;The biggest news right now though is that I am coming home for &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234523_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and New Years!  I wasn't really planning on coming home during my service, but I happened across a pretty good deal for a flight, and seeing as I haven't really had a Christmas at home for at least two years, I couldn't pass it up.  I will be in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234523_3"&gt;Columbus, OH&lt;/span&gt; from the night of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234523_4"&gt;December 20 to December 24&lt;/span&gt;.  On the 24th, I'll fly to &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234523_5"&gt;Manhattan, KS&lt;/span&gt;, and I'll be there until &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1260234523_6"&gt;January 3&lt;/span&gt;.  I have to fly back then to Columbus to get my international flight out on the 4th.  If anyone is going to be in those cities for those days, I would love to see you!  Please send me an email.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all doing well and having a wonderful holiday season.  I hope to see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-8842091754741241143?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/8842091754741241143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=8842091754741241143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/8842091754741241143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/8842091754741241143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-it-really-december.html' title='Is it really December?'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-4327307168167397262</id><published>2007-07-10T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:07:36.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pysanky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2mpuYPbHI/AAAAAAAAABA/UDP4X-eHnik/s1600-h/IMG_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2mpuYPbHI/AAAAAAAAABA/UDP4X-eHnik/s320/IMG_0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412665562923756658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an Easter egg called "pysanky."  I knew that it was a Ukrainian tradition, but I hadn't found a single egg like this until about a month ago.  (Apparently they are a lot more common in the western part of Ukraine.)  I am absolutely in love with this thing.  It is handmade through a process of painting on designs with wax, then dipping the egg in colored water, then repeating, until you get the desired effect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-4327307168167397262?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/4327307168167397262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=4327307168167397262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/4327307168167397262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/4327307168167397262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/07/pysanky.html' title='Pysanky!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2mpuYPbHI/AAAAAAAAABA/UDP4X-eHnik/s72-c/IMG_0585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-2695886990900888568</id><published>2007-05-13T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:01:48.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is finally here!</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there!  I haven’t posted for a long time, even though my own mother has been gently reminding me that it would be a good idea to let people know I still exist.  I do.  Now that spring is finally here (FINALLY!) I have been spending a lot more time outdoors.  A few weeks ago, a friend of mine gave me a bunch of bulbs and seeds to plant.  I’m not entirely what it was I planted!  She told me the Russian names, but I have a hard enough time remembering the names of plants in English, let alone Russian!  It will be a nice surprise to see what will come up.  I also planted spinach, lettuce, parsley, basil, oregano, red peppers, celery, and peas.  Everything is from seed.  I have been anxiously watering them everyday, and worrying that I’ve already killed everything!  Just today I noticed a few tiny specks of green popping up, so maybe I just need a bit more patience.  I also plan to plant pumpkins pretty soon.  The teachers at school laughed and teased me when they heard of this.  Not that there’s anything wrong with pumpkins.  However, there is an old tradition here that if a man proposes to a woman, and she wants to refuse, she gives him a pumpkin!  So, suitors beware!  I’ll be armed in the fall!  (Ha!)&lt;br /&gt;We are coming to the end of the semester.  The last day of lessons will be May 30.  Then the students have tests for the next few weeks.  I haven’t really figured out how all of this works, but anyway, I’ll more or less be finished at school as of the 30th.  I’m looking forward to it to!  I have to admit that I’m getting a little burned out at the end of the semester.  I really put a lot of work into my lessons, so it’ll be nice to just sit back, relax, and then focus on other things.  At first I was a little worried that I would get incredibly bored this summer.  There really isn’t a whole lot to do in my town, and on most of my days off, the highlight is going to the market or the supermarket!  That’s actually a really great way to meet people.  I wandered through the clothing section of the market a couple weeks ago.  I don’t normally go through that part because I never need to buy any clothes!  I was with another American friend though, so we were strolling and chatting in English.  We stopped at one booth, and the woman there was so delighted to see us!  She said to me, “I’ve been waiting to meet you!”  There have been articles in three different local newspapers about me, so it seems everyone has heard about me.  The downside of this is that they feel like they already know what they need to about me, so sometimes aren’t so interested in actually talking to me.  “I already know she is from Kansas, likes borscht, and isn’t married!”  It can be a little frustrating actually. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress!  I thought my summer was going to be boring, but it very quickly filled up.  It looks like it’s actually going to be quite busy!  I will be doing at least one and up to four 4-day orientations for FLEX students going to live abroad in the US next year.  That will be in Kyiv.  Then at the beginning of July, also in Kyiv, I’ll have a week long Russian language refresher course with Peace Corps.  Towards the middle of July, my coordinator at my school and I will head to Kyiv again for training on how to design and implement projects.  Then….it looks like I’ll be headed to Turkey!!  My mom, dad, and little brother will be flying to Turkey, and I’ll fly over and meet them there.  We’ll spend about a week in Turkey before flying to Kyiv.  I’ll show them around there, then bring them back to my site, then go back to Kyiv to see them off.  After that I think one of my fellow Bangladesh PC friends will be coming to visit!  Then I’ll have about three weeks before school starts up in the fall, and rumor has it one of the English teachers at my school may be getting married sometime then.  I can’t wait to see a Ukrainian wedding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-2695886990900888568?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/2695886990900888568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=2695886990900888568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/2695886990900888568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/2695886990900888568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/05/spring-is-finally-here.html' title='Spring is finally here!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-8373736292809283829</id><published>2007-02-28T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:00:52.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On my own</title><content type='html'>I really have no excuse for not having posted in such a long time.  "But you're busy!" you try to comfort me, "You plan lessons all the time!"  Yes, this is true, but still, I have no excuse.  I have internet.  In my own home. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm getting ahead of myself!  Let me back up a bit and fill you in on what I've been doing. &lt;br /&gt;I spent the first month at my new site living with my host family.  It's not that it was that bad or anything, but we just didn't really click that much.  I was really looking forward into moving into my own house!  I'm so glad my school was on top of things and had already found a place for me.  PC gave us a list of things to make sure were in the house before we moved in.  (Apartments are generally fully furnished anyway when you rent.)  My school was also really great about helping me out with all the little extras too, right down to sheets, dishtowels, and a toilet brush!  I'd explained to my coordinator just how little money PC gives us, and I think they took pity on me.  I still had to buy a few things though, which eventually added up.  After my first disaster in trying to fry potatoes in a normal pan, I splurged and bought a nice (and expensive!) teflon frying pan.  I think it's seriously one of the best purchases I've made in my entire life!  It's the little things that count here.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten pretty settled into my house, and I'm making little improvements here and there.  I have two twin guest beds, but from what I've been told, they're extremely uncomfortable.  They have little metal coils as support (think of a hammock made out of metal instead of rope).  The beds SAG though!  You feel like you're in a U-shape when you lie in them.  Plus they creak and groan every time you move.  So last week I decided I would do something about this.  I bought some thin, strong rope, and I figured out how to weave my own hammock-like support.  I was pretty proud of myself!  I got the rope pulled pretty tight, and I think it greatly improves the support for the mattress.  I gave myself some pretty nasty blisters on my hands from pulling the rope so hard though!  The sacrifices I make for my guests!&lt;br /&gt;The other big accomplishment was getting a showerhead and curtain installed in my bathroom.  I had a tub and showerhead on a long, flexible handheld unit.  Normally I don't mind getting myself wet, turning off the water, soaping up, then turning on the water again and rinsing off.  However, there is a vent directly above the tub that goes right outside, so there is a cold draft blowing down on you when you shower.  You don't notice it when the shower is on, but as soon as the water is off, you sure do!  So getting the bracket for the wall so that I can have the water on the whole time is a great improvement. &lt;br /&gt;And then, the biggest, most exciting piece of news of all is - I have internet at my house!  Yes, it's true!  I hardly feel like I'm in Peace Corps anymore, I feel so spoiled.  I've made friends with one of the young English teachers from another school, and it turns out her husband works for the national telephone company in the internet department.  He was able to get me all the information I need, and he installed everything for me.  It's not really that expensive, and actually I figure I (or my parents rather!) are saving money this way.  You see, now I can use Skype!  It's a program that allows you to make telephone calls through the internet.  For me to make a phone call to a phone in the US is only $.02!  And, if I'm calling to someone else on Skype on their computer, calls between computers are free.  So what I'm getting to is - if you want to talk to me, download Skype at www.skype.com !  You don't need to buy any of their fancy packages.  Just download the free version.  You will need to make sure that you have a microphone and speakers on your computer in order to hear and talk.  Then, once you've downloaded it, you just need to add me as a contact.  My contact name is: magic4real. &lt;br /&gt;Between being able to make phone calls like this, and being able to look up ideas for lessons, having internet at home as already proven invaluable here.  And absence makes the heart grow fonder.  Not having access for so long made me realize how truly useful and amazing the internet is.  Haha, I sound like I could make a commercial.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly settling into teaching at school.  Thankfully I've been figuring out ways to repeat some of my lessons between classes.  If I don't do that, it's almost impossible to plan 18 new lessons a week.  I've been told that the first year of teaching is the hardest, and that I'll figure out how to do things more quickly and efficiently.  I sure hope so!  There have been days when seriously I teach all day, then I come home and plan lessons for another 6 hours!  I have noticed though, that even after the first month of teaching, it does seem to be getting easier.  It's a lot of fun too!&lt;br /&gt;Last week we had a week off of school.  Unlike most of the other schools around the country that have had time off due to flu quarantines, ours was actually a planned vacation.  I took advantage of the time off and went back to visit my host family near Kyiv.  What a great trip!  My host sister and I went to see an Italian opera at the Shevchenko opera house.  The building itself was beautiful!  I can't say I really liked the opera, but it was interesting.  We bought the cheapest tickets (about $4) and were in the uppermost balcony.  Whoever designed the building wanted you to know you were in the cheap seats too!  The seats were hard and uncomfortable, and the bar that protects you from falling over the edge was directly in our line of site.  There was an LED screen that had a translation from the Italian into Ukrainian.  For the whole first act my host sister thought that they were just translating part of the text to give you a rough idea of what was going on.  It wasn't until later that we realized from how high up we were, we could only see half of the screen with the translation!  But anyway, we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, my host sister and mother took me to the Pechersk Lavra in Kyiv.  This is a whole complex of churches, museums, and even underground caves where there are glass coffins with monks.  I can't describe it well enough to do it justice.  This website has a nice description though: http://www.artukraine.com/church/unearth_lavra.htm &lt;br /&gt;It was bitterly cold all day in Kyiv, and unfortunately I ended up getting sick just in time to go back to school.  Just a cold fortunately.&lt;br /&gt;I know there were plenty of other things I was going to write about, but I can't think of what they are now!  If you have any questions, please ask!  I'm not quite sure what you want to hear about.  Hope everyone is doing well.  Spring is almost here, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-8373736292809283829?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/8373736292809283829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=8373736292809283829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/8373736292809283829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/8373736292809283829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-my-own.html' title='On my own'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-5934090651954250196</id><published>2007-01-06T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:59:55.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Move to site</title><content type='html'>Hey all!  I hope you all had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!  I can’t say I really celebrated either this year, so I’m going to have to party twice as much next year.   As of December 22nd, I am now officially a Peace Corps Volunteer again.  We had our swearing-in ceremony in Kyiv on the 22nd.  All of our coordinators from all corners of the country came the day before for a day of orientations.  We all sat together for the ceremony, listening to the director of Peace Corps Ukraine and the U.S. ambassador talk.  Some of the host families came as well, including mine!  It was hard to say goodbye to them after the ceremony, but not as hard as I thought.  I know I will be seeing them again many times over the next two years. &lt;br /&gt;December 23 we moved to our new sites.  We almost missed our train though!  We left three hours early from our training site, but apparently there had been a big accident on the one main road leading into Kyiv a few hours before, and the traffic was really backed up.  We literally had to run to catch the train!  And this with 6 big pieces of luggage! (I came with only two bags and a backpack.  I swear Peace Corps gave us SO much stuff!  3ft tall heater, fire extinguisher, BOOKS!)  Thankfully we had porters at the train station ready and waiting, and they did most of the heavy lifting for us.  &lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day was a normal Monday morning at work here, so off I went to school!  There were a lot of things that I needed to work out at my school. (Which classes I’ll be teaching, when they’ll meet, how many hours I’ll have, etc.)  I also got to go visit my future house again.  Yay!  I’m so excited about it.  Peace Corps has a list of things that must be provided by either the landlady or the school (rented places usually come furnished anyway – they just want to make sure I have the essentials such as a bed, wardrobe, desk, chair, etc.).  My school really is being SO accommodating, and said they’d get everything ready for me.&lt;br /&gt;New Years is the biggest celebration of the year in Ukraine, but I have to admit, I didn’t really catch all of it.  My host sister is out of town visiting her grandmother during the school holiday, so it was just me and my host mom.  Her boyfriend came over though, and I was so incredibly tired that I fell asleep at 10:30!  I groggily woke up when I heard fireworks around 1am, but I completely missed the celebration.  Haha, that’s what I get for listening to and trying to talk Russian all the time.  It drains you like nothing else!&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, like I said, I’ll just have to make up for it next year.  Next year I’ll be able to travel for the holidays, and who knows where I’ll end up.  A friend of mine serving in the Peace Corps in Bulgaria now went to Turkey for Christmas!  Hmm…ideas….&lt;br /&gt;I begin teaching on Tuesday this coming week.  I’ve been working like crazy since I’ve arrived here, going over the books and the national curriculum to see where in the yearly schedule I can fit in all these ideas for lessons and projects.  I’ve pretty much got things sorted out, more or less.  I’ve planned the first unit for each of my classes already, and have most of my lessons worked out as well.  I feel like such a workaholic (thanks for the genes, dad!), but it’s kind of fun too.  The ideas that I have for them are simple projects that we take for granted in America (such as partner work, writing letters or journals, acting out skits).  But mostly what they do here is read a text, then translate it, and answer questions.  It will take some work on my part to convince both the teachers and the students that yes, they can learn language the way I’d like to teach them.  I’ve been trying to tell the teachers that I will “trick” the students into learning how to speak English.  The students will think they’re having fun, but really they’re learning and speaking English!  We’ll see how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;One of the main problems here is that the schools just don’t have access to any good textbooks.  Any “native” books (aka ESL books that are actually published in England or America) are incredibly expensive here.  I may start a list on amazon.com or something with ESL books that my school would appreciate (hint, hint, hint).  Or I may write a grant to set up a resource center!  The possibilities are endless….&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are doing well.  Thanks for the emails and letters!  P.S.  I don’t want to post my address on this blog, but if you would like my new P.O. box address, email me!  Mail and packages should not be sent to the Peace Corps office anymore, but rather to my P.O. box.  Thanks to all those who have sent things!  I can’t tell you how much it means to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-5934090651954250196?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/5934090651954250196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=5934090651954250196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/5934090651954250196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/5934090651954250196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2007/01/move-to-site.html' title='Move to site'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-3153195927534804704</id><published>2006-12-07T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:58:44.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost done with training!</title><content type='html'>Don’t worry, I’m still alive and well!  Things have been so busy in the past month that I haven’t had any chance to get to the internet in my town, and then when I did have time, it wasn’t convenient for the person who provides me internet use.  So much has happened, I hardly know where to begin.  Well, most important, I know where I’ll be living for the next two years!  In the middle of November, all of the training clusters got together for our site announcement.  I’ll be living in the south-eastern part of the country.  I had been hoping for Crimea (as were 90% of the trainees!), but I think I’ll be happy where I’m going.  They say the city has a population of 24,000, but they must be including all of the surrounding villages.  I would say it feels more like about 15,000 at most.  I’m the first and only volunteer to ever be there.  Two days after we found out our sites, we were off on site visit.  I took an overnight train to get to my city.  What an experience!  I was in a compartment with three other Ukrainians.  I lucked out that none of them drank or even talked much.  We pretty much just went to sleep soon after the train started.  Well “sleep.”  I don’t think I slept more than a few hours, just because I was a little uncomfortable being in a tiny compartment with complete strangers and not used to sleeping on a train either.  I got to the oblast capital early in the morning and was met by my director and his daughter, who is also an English teacher at my school.  I don’t think my director speaks English, but she does very well.  They drove me to my site, which took about 2 hours.  It was 8 in the morning by that point.  By 9am, I was at the school meeting the rest of the administration and English teachers.  Everyone was so incredibly friendly and happy to have me there!  Throughout the next few days, I observed classes (and taught one!).  I think my regional Peace Corps manager must have said something to the school that made them very nervous about me liking the city and coming back, because every time I was introduced to a class, they always said something like, “This is Kathryn, and if she likes us and we’re good enough, she’ll come back in December to teach here.”  Of course I like them!  The school has about 575 students.  I believe I’ll be teaching 6-10th grades.  Most of my classes are English classes, but I’ll also have two social studies classes, which I’m pretty excited about.  My school has a gymnasium, an auditorium, and two computer classes.  And, one of the computers has internet!!!  I think I’ll be able to use it fairly regularly.  What a great resource to have at the school too!  I’m not thrilled about the quality of the English books I will have to work with (to put it mildly).  I’m hoping to be able to pretty much design my own lessons without the book, but I still need to talk that over with the director and my counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;I will be staying with another host family for one month once I move in December.  I thought it was going to be another three months, so I’m happy about that.  Plus, my school has already found a place for me to live.  And get this – it’s not an apartment.  It’s a house!!  It’s the cutest house I’ve ever seen, actually!  It’s a small little typical Ukrainian cottage.  It has whitewashed walls and bright blue windowsills, and in the peak of the roof, there are two cute dove decorations.  It shares a driveway with the house next door.  The mother of the landlady lives there, so I’ll have my very own babushka next door!  The house has a living room, a small bedroom, a nursery (complete with crib, just in case!), and a kitchen/bathroom together in one room.  That’s a little awkward, since there is no door between the two, but since I’ll be there alone, I’ll make it work.  I’ll probably put up a curtain or something.  The house is heated by gas, which I believe means that I’ll be able to control the heat (in the apartments you have “central heating” which means you have no control over how hot or cold it is), and I think it also means I’ll have hot water.  So, indoor plumbing and hot water – I’m set!  Those were the two big things I was worried about in terms of housing.  I was so shocked about it being a house that I didn’t really look for any of the security point that Peace Corps will have to check out to make sure I can live there.  I sure hope everything is ok though, because I’m incredibly excited about having a house.  I could even plant a garden in the spring!&lt;br /&gt;We got back to our host families from all this traveling and extra training the day before Thanksgiving.  Peace Corps actually gave us the day off for Thanksgiving, which I was indeed thankful for.  I finally got to sleep and catch up on all the laundry that had accumulated during the past two weeks.  The rest of my cluster (five people total) came over for a little party.  Whenever I have friends over, my host mom cooks up a huge plate of pancakes for us.  I made some sopapillas too (fried tortillas with honey, sugar, and cinnamon).  So it wasn’t exactly your traditional Thanksgiving, but it was nice to spend it with friends.&lt;br /&gt;I’m moving to my permanent site at the end of December, I think around the 22nd.  It kinda sucks that we’re moving right then.  Ukrainians don’t celebrate Christmas on December 25th, so it would be nice to at least still be near all my American friends for Christmas.  But anyway, even though it won’t be what I’m used to, it sounds like I’ll get plenty of celebrating in within the next month or so.  I, for one, will celebrate Christmas on December 25th…with whoever wants to celebrate with me!  Then Ukrainians celebrate the way we celebrate Christmas for their New Years (which may or may not be December 31, I don’t know!)  They have a “New Years Tree” which I pretend is a Christmas tree, since that’s exactly what it looks like.  They celebrate Christmas, as in actually the birth of Christ, a few days later in mid-January.  I will start teaching, I believe, on January 9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-3153195927534804704?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/3153195927534804704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=3153195927534804704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/3153195927534804704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/3153195927534804704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/12/almost-done-with-training.html' title='Almost done with training!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-116008295523349355</id><published>2006-10-05T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:15:55.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's arrived!</title><content type='html'>(Posted by Kathryn's mom). Kathryn left Kansas on Sept. 27, flying into DC, where she spent the night with the Oldmixons (fellow PCVs in Bangladesh). After 2 days of training in DC, her group fly to Ukraine by way of Frankfurt. She called Sunday afternoon to report her safe arrival and utter exhaustion. We're hoping to hear from her again soon with information about her host family for the 3-month training period, where she is, and what internet access she'll have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-116008295523349355?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/116008295523349355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=116008295523349355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/116008295523349355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/116008295523349355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/10/shes-arrived.html' title='She&apos;s arrived!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-115868862538124986</id><published>2006-09-19T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:01:36.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been forever since I last posted.  Since my last post when I got my invitation to Ukraine, I've quit my job and moved back to Kansas for the few short weeks before I go abroad again.  I've been busy trying to pack all over again for a completely different climate.  The nice thing about Bangladesh was that I didn't need to take many clothes at all, since I had to buy and wear all local clothing.  Now I'm stuck trying to figure out how to take casual and business clothes for summer and winter, and how to make this all fit into two fifty pound bags.  Ag!  I still have a week to go, but I'm planning to get everything packed this week so it will just be sitting there ready to go.  I hate leaving things like that to the last minute.  Who wants to pack on their last night in the country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, below is a music video by a popular Ukrainian musician (sorry, I don't have his name right now.)  I was going to say that this is why I got an Ipod, so that I could listen to my nice "normal" American music ..... but you know what?  This is amazingly starting to grow on me.  What do you think?  Am I crazy?  Enjoy!  (Jerrie, this one's for you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmbALBwd7JI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmbALBwd7JI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-115868862538124986?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/115868862538124986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=115868862538124986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115868862538124986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115868862538124986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-115341067187250431</id><published>2006-07-20T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T10:51:11.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Invite is in</title><content type='html'>I'm heading to Ukraine!!  I just got my invitation a few days ago, and have accepted my invitation to serve in Ukraine.  I will be a Secondary Education TEFL (that's Teaching English as a Foreign Language) Teacher volunteer.  I'll be teaching 10-17 year olds, with an average class size of 12-20 students.  That's so much more managable than the 100 student class size in Bangladesh!  I'm leaving for staging September 28 and will be in country by October 1.  Training will be from October 1 until December 21, then actual service will be from December 21, 2006 to December 21, 2008.  At least I hope I can stay in country that long!  I don't forsee any problems this time around though.  Ukraine looks like an amazing country, and I'm really excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;So why is Ukraine sometimes called "Ukraine" and sometimes "the Ukraine?"  Here's my theory: when Ukraine was part of Russia, it was referred to as "the Ukraine" much as we refer to "the Midwest."  It's just an area in the country.  Now that Ukraine has its independence and is its own country, it's called "Ukraine."  I can't help still calling it "the Ukraine" sometimes though, but I hope to get over that, much as I now pronounce Bangladesh with its official pronunciation of "bongla-desh."  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once I get finished with all the new paperwork I have to do for Peace Corps, I'll try to add some more information on Ukraine.  &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-115341067187250431?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/115341067187250431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=115341067187250431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115341067187250431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115341067187250431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/07/invite-is-in.html' title='The Invite is in'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-115219788979294058</id><published>2006-07-06T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T09:58:09.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical clearance</title><content type='html'>Ah, finally, I'm medically cleared!  I thought this day would never come!  Now I just wait for that much anticipated phone call from my placement officer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-115219788979294058?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/115219788979294058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=115219788979294058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115219788979294058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115219788979294058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/07/medical-clearance.html' title='Medical clearance'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-115081369510648078</id><published>2006-06-20T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T09:06:31.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"An Inconvenient Truth" by Al Gore</title><content type='html'>If there is one movie you see this year...no, make that this decade, it should be this movie.  I got to see it a few days ago, and it was amazing.  I wasn't exactly thrilled about it at first, thinking it was going to be another boring movie about global warming.  Well it is about global warming, mostly, but boring it is not.  I was on the edge of my seat through the whole thing.  It's about the world we live in and everything we are doing now that is having a major effect on the world.  It talks about the reasons for the major storms we have been having the past few years.  The movie examines the conspiracy theory about how global warming doesn't actually exist, and gives some very compelling answers.  It examines so many different problems in the world that I never even knew were all interconnected.  It is not by any means a feel good movie, but you leave feeling changed and determined to do something.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't like Al Gore, please try to overlook that.  Watch the movie, learn from it, and do something about it.  This is too important of an issue to disregard because of partisan bickering.&lt;br /&gt;Please, find out more about the movie and the issues at:  &lt;a href="http://www.climatecrisis.net"&gt;http://www.climatecrisis.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-115081369510648078?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/115081369510648078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=115081369510648078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115081369510648078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115081369510648078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/06/inconvenient-truth-by-al-gore.html' title='&quot;An Inconvenient Truth&quot; by Al Gore'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-115038097767814416</id><published>2006-06-15T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T09:16:17.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dental clearance</title><content type='html'>I got my dental clearance yesterday.  The last lab results that I need to send in to Peace Corps should be done today so hopefully medical clearance won't be too much longer.  Then comes the invitation!  I promised myself I wouldn't get this antsy the second time around, but I'm not being very successful. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-115038097767814416?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/115038097767814416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=115038097767814416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115038097767814416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/115038097767814416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/06/dental-clearance.html' title='Dental clearance'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-114791617853649500</id><published>2006-05-17T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:36:18.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deferral lifted!</title><content type='html'>My medical clearance has been lifted!!  I sent in my appeal files last week, and it finally got to my medical officer yesterday.  He looked it over together with a specialist there, and they were able to lift the deferral without the need to take my case all the way to the appeals board.  I can't even express how relieved and happy I am about this!  I feel like this huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and I am free again.&lt;br /&gt;I still have a couple of things to do to get medical clearance, but you can bet as soon as I found out the deferral was lifted, I was on the phone making appointments to get everything taken care of!  I haven't been able to get ahold of my placement officer yet to see what my options are exactly about getting into a program soon.  I suspect though, that it might be September for the region I'd most like to go (Eastern Europe).  Who knows though?  At least I don't have that two year deferral though!  I'm just on Cloud 9 right now, if you couldn't tell. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-114791617853649500?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/114791617853649500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=114791617853649500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114791617853649500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114791617853649500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/05/deferral-lifted.html' title='Deferral lifted!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-114765398442176373</id><published>2006-05-14T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:01:46.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangladeshi clothing</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be fun to post some photos having to do with the different types of clothes worn in Bangladesh.  You can only describe things so much, but you know what they say about pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1156%20Sara%2C%20Kate%2C%20Kristy%2C%20Meghan%2C%20Marie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1156%20Sara%2C%20Kate%2C%20Kristy%2C%20Meghan%2C%20Marie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, Kate, Francie, Meghan, and Marie in their saris for the swearing in ceremony.  A sari (pronounced "shari") is made up of three pieces: a petticoat (or underskirt), a tight fitting blouse, and the long decorative fabric that is wrapped around the body.  This is how Bangladeshi women typically wrapped their saris, though these are formal occasion saris.  You would wear a simple cotton sari for everyday use.  Some of the older Bangladeshi women wore saris everyday, and most of the very poor women as well.  Most women wore shalwar kameezes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1167%20Kathryn%20with%20wedding%20wrap%20sari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1167%20Kathryn%20with%20wedding%20wrap%20sari.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the language teachers wrapped my sari for the swearing in ceremony.  This isn't how Bangladeshi women wore their saris every day.  This is the way they wrap it for weddings though, and apparently this style is more common in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1220.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Zeke showing off his incredibly fashionable lungi.  A lungi is a single piece of fabric sewn into a tube.  You tie it in the front to hold the whole thing up.  Lower class men such as rickshaw wallahs wore these all the time, but upper class men would not go out in public in them.  You can bet that as soon as any man is in the privacy of his own home though, he immediately changes into a lungi.  I hear they are incredibly comfortable.  Interestingly, some of the girls in my training group brought floor length skirts but found when they wore them out in public, they would get strange looks.  They looked like lungis and of course only men wear lungis!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1161%20Mike%20and%20Zeke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1161%20Mike%20and%20Zeke.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this photo doesn't show the full length, but Mike and Zeke here are wearing panjabis.  They are about the same length as women's shalwar kameezes.  The men usually wore panjabis to go to the mosque or formal events such as weddings, or to just look nice.  Plus, and I am by far the only one to think this, they're kind hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1295.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my host sister at site.  Isn't she beautiful?  I told my family I wanted to take some pictures of them so she changed into this and got all decked out.  It takes skill and practice to wrap a sari by yourself, and she can do it with ease and grace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_0974%20Kathryn%20PC%20hat.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_0974%20Kathryn%20PC%20hat.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this outfit because it was shorter (and therefore not as much incredibly hot fabric!)  It was fine for me to wear at the city where we had training, but once I moved out to site, that city was a lot more conservative.  My host family thought this kameez was way too short (just above the knee), so I ended up only wearing it in the house.  Notice also the Chaco sandals - unoffical shoes of the Peace Corps and THE most comfortable shoes ever - and the Peace Corps hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_0942%20Kathryn%20and%20Rose%20on%20Rose%27s%20roof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_0942%20Kathryn%20and%20Rose%20on%20Rose%27s%20roof.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rose and me.  I'm wearing a more appropriate length shalwar kameez (although I shouldn't have let the wind blow it like that!).  Rose is actually wearing a top and bottom she brought from the US, but they passed wonderfully as a modern shalwar kameez.  Just normal light-weight loose cotton pants and a long tunic-like top I think she got at H&amp;M.  The scarves we are wearing, actually called ornas, can be worn like we are in this picture, but usually are draped around the other way so that there is a loop of fabric completely covering the chest area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1099%20Maya%20and%20Kathryn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1099%20Maya%20and%20Kathryn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Maya and me.  This was the day we were taking group pictures at our training site so everyone dressed in their nice shalwar kameezes.  We're being nice and conservative here; Maya especially so with the way her orna is draped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_0907%20Rose%2C%20Lisa%2C%20Megan%2C%20and%20TJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_0907%20Rose%2C%20Lisa%2C%20Megan%2C%20and%20TJ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rose, Lisa, Medhan, and TJ.  The girls are all wearing shalwar kameezes and TJ is wearing plain old everyday western clothes.  This is what middle class Bangladeshi men wore as well - slacks and button-down shirts.  Funny how men can get away with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1095%20John%20Rosenberry%20and%20Lisa%20Dietz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1095%20John%20Rosenberry%20and%20Lisa%20Dietz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is John and Lisa.  John is sporting a traditional Bangladeshi shirt called a fotua.  Not a whole of guys wore it, but I thought it was cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1303.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My host family and their friends.  This was taken in the "winter," so my host mom and sister are wrapped up in wool shawls and my host sister is actually wearing jeans under her kameez!  The man in the center is wearing the typical "poor man's" outfit: a tank and lungi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-114765398442176373?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/114765398442176373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=114765398442176373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114765398442176373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114765398442176373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/05/bangladeshi-clothing.html' title='Bangladeshi clothing'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-114599222015027232</id><published>2006-04-25T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T14:12:59.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><content type='html'>The website below has some interesting opinions/facts that you don't normally hear about Peace Corps.  I believe in order to make an informed decision about something you need to look at it in as many lights as possible.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm just posting this as food for thought, and don't necessarily agree or disagree with this.  Also, remember that the contents of this website are mine personally and do not reflect any position of the U.S. government or the Peace Corps.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.daytondailynews.com/project/content/project/peacecorps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-114599222015027232?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/114599222015027232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=114599222015027232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114599222015027232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114599222015027232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/04/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-114563207700335965</id><published>2006-04-21T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T10:07:59.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping up</title><content type='html'>Let it be known that if you request a copy of your medical file from Peace Corps, it should only take a week, not a month.  I requested mine a month ago and have been waiting and waiting and waiting (Peace Corps does value patience you see) until I just couldn't take it anymore.  I called them up, and it turns out my letter of request got lost in the mail!  So I faxed another request as soon as I found that out, and the copy of my file should be here by next week.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I got to see two of the other volunteers from my group this week.  One of them is making his rounds around the country visiting friends and family, the other lives just a couple hours from here.  It was great to see them again.  Different too.  I'd heard that it was strange to see people in the US that you had gotten to know in the context of Peace Corps in another country, but it wasn't as strange as I was thinking it might be.  We exchanged "war stories" about Bangladesh some, but seemed to have plenty of other things to talk about as well.  It was nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-114563207700335965?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/114563207700335965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=114563207700335965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114563207700335965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114563207700335965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/04/keeping-up.html' title='Keeping up'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-114393964310319511</id><published>2006-04-01T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:00:44.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On hold</title><content type='html'>So the waiting game begins again, and this time I'm not sure if I'll even be rewarded for the wait.  I've gotten some very bad news from Peace Corps.  I've been medically deferred for two years!  I don't want to go into the details of it here, but essentially it means that the medical office wants to defer me for two years before they'll look at my file again to decide if they'll give me medical clearance to reenroll with the Peace Corps.  I'm shocked and disappointed by this.  I also think it's a big mistake, so I plan to appeal the decision.  I'm confident I can provide the proof that their reasoning behind the deferral is in error, but you can never be sure how an appeal will turn out.  Plus it could take months!  Apparently the appeals board only reviews one or two appeals a week.  I had hoped that after coming home in December I would only be in the States for a few months before being assigned to another country.  Now I'm not sure that's going to happen any time soon.  Gah!  I'm ready to get going again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-114393964310319511?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/114393964310319511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=114393964310319511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114393964310319511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114393964310319511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/04/on-hold.html' title='On hold'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-114243930805320264</id><published>2006-03-15T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:05:40.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace Corps Bangladesh evacuated</title><content type='html'>The day has come.  Nearly from the day my group arrived in Bangladesh there was talk that the program wouldn't last for the full two years we were supposed to stay.  When there were suicide bombings at the end of 2005, Peace Corps gave us the option to interrupt our service if we wanted to serve in another country, but they didn't pull the program.  Personally I thought they should have evacuated then, but apparently PC didn't think it was bad enough then.  However, things in the past week have escalated enough that they finally suspended the program.  I'm posting one news article about the situation below.  I've heard rumors about some other things that were going on as well, but until I talk to someone in person who was there (everyone is in transit right now I think), I can't be sure if it's true or not.  Rumor spreads FAST in the Peace Corps, and it's not always quite right!  But this is real, and I'm so glad all my friends are out and safe.  It's just so sad that things turned out this way though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/DHA169327.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. Peace Corps suspends activities in Bangladesh&lt;br /&gt;15 Mar 2006 11:14:00 GMT&lt;br /&gt;Source: Reuters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DHAKA, March 15 (Reuters) - The American Peace Corps has suspended its operations in Bangladesh for fear of terror attacks, the U.S. embassy said on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The announcement came a day after U.S. Charge-d'Affaires Judith Chammas commended Bangladesh for its recent capture of top Islamist militants, who headed two outlawed groups fighting for the introduction of sharia law in Bangladesh, a Muslim-majority democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The peace corps in Washington, D.C. has decided to suspend indefinitely its programme in Bangladesh due to the possibility that terrorist elements might attempt to attack peace corps volunteers in Bangladesh, perhaps in relation for the recent captures," the embassy said in a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The peace corps made this decision following a careful assessment of Bangladesh's prevailing security environment, and did not base its conclusions on any single threat or incident," the statement added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many as 100 members of the U.S. peace corps were engaged in providing English language training to school teachers in Bangladesh, according to a peace corps official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have welcomed the capture of (Shayek) Abdur Rahman and Bangla Bhai as significant steps forward in the campaign against terrorism and extremism" the statement said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ironically, one consequence of that success is concern over possible reprisal attacks against Americans or other Western nationals by activists still at large" it said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is another article from earlier (January) that I hadn't posted yet.  Remember, Gazipur is where the sixty people in my group had training for three months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.newagebd.com/2006/jan/24/front.html#e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security beefed up as JMB plan&lt;br /&gt;to kill Peace Corps members&lt;br /&gt;ARIF NEWAZ FARAZI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security for members of the US Peace Corps in Bangladesh has been heightened after the embassy of the United States informed the foreign ministry of a plot by the banned Islamist organisation Jamaatul Mujahideen Bangladesh to kill them, said sources in the home ministry.&lt;br /&gt;   The Peace Corps members have already been warned of the Jamaatul Mujahideen plot, Sanaul K Chowdhury, security investigations officer of the embassy, told New Age on Monday. ‘We have also informed the foreign ministry of the plot to take necessary measures.’&lt;br /&gt;   The embassy sent a letter to the foreign ministry a couple of days back, claiming that the suicide squad of the militant organisation had plans to kill the Peace Corps members, confirmed sources in the ministry.&lt;br /&gt;   ‘The Foreign Office, in its turn, informed the home ministry of the plan and asked it to look into the matter and take necessary steps,’ said a foreign ministry official.&lt;br /&gt;   The embassy took note of a&lt;br /&gt;   January 18 report in the local media that Jamaatul Mujahideen was planning to assign suicide squads to kill Peace Corps members. The report was based on the confessional statement of a Mujahideen leader.&lt;br /&gt;   ‘We came to know about the plot after a national daily had carried the report in the third week of January and immediately notified the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the US State Department in Washington,’ said an embassy source.&lt;br /&gt;   More than 100 members of the Peace Corps are currently working in Bangladesh and a security investigations officer has been assigned for their security, he said. ‘We have also advised them [Peace Corps members] to move with caution.’&lt;br /&gt;   The Ministry of Home Affairs has, meanwhile, ordered heightened security at the embassy and all other institutions of the US in Bangladesh, said intelligence sources.&lt;br /&gt;   Enayetullah Jewel, an explosives expert of Jamaatul Mujahideen who was arrested at village Telipara of Joydevpur in Gazipur on December 5, 2005 with a huge quantity of bomb-making materials and a 10-kilogram bomb, is reported to have confessed during interrogation that the organisation had plans to kill the Peace Corps members.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-114243930805320264?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/114243930805320264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=114243930805320264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114243930805320264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114243930805320264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/03/peace-corps-bangladesh-evacuated.html' title='Peace Corps Bangladesh evacuated'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-114134445255530800</id><published>2006-03-02T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:18:35.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reenrolling</title><content type='html'>In the words of a good friend of mine from PC Bangladesh (hi Zeke!), I surprised myself.  I’ve decided to reenroll in Peace Corps after all.  Right when I got back to the US, I wasn't sure if going to do it again right away, but the idea of going back to another country and having another chance at two years just kept growing on me.  So, a couple of weeks ago, I sent in the paperwork to reenroll.  The waiting to find out where I’ll be headed next begins again!  I know of at least two others from my group from Bangladesh who came back to the US are also in the process of getting back in to other programs.  One is leaving for Bulgaria in April and another is going to Latin America in June.  I’m hoping for Eastern Europe.  I discussed the possibility of doing something other than Teaching English as a Foreign Language with my placement officer, but she said that’s what the majority of the programs are in Eastern Europe.  So either I need to compromise where I want to go, or what I want to do.  Peace Corps seems to be really working with me this time around to make sure I’m really happy with my placement (not that they weren’t the first time around, just even more so now).  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’ll have to get medically cleared again, which means I’ll probably have to get some more medical and dental tests.  And since I’ve only got this puny medical insurance that Peace Corps provides which doesn’t really cover much at all, that means shelling about a lot more dough.  Bleh.  I haven’t gotten a job yet, but I plan to pretty soon here.  I moved to Columbus to live with my aunt a few weeks ago, and it’s been a blast.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in the US for about two months now.  It’s been a weird process adjusting to being back.  I’ve lived abroad before a couple times, so I didn’t have such a hard time adjusting to seeing my friends and family again, or to how different Americans are compared to Bangladeshis, or even to how much STUFF we have and take for granted.  Seriously, do we really need readymade coffee cans that heat the coffee up by themselves?  (Ok, so I bought that one just because I had to see it to believe it.  Guilty!)  Really it was missing Bangladesh that was the most difficult thing about being back.  And that surprised me too.  After how difficult it was to live there, and all the crap we put up with there, I miss it so much!  I miss my host families, the friends I was just beginning to make at site, all my fellow PCV friends!  I miss how wonderfully different everything was most of all.  It’s incredibly hard adjusting to living in another country, but I just love it.  It’s the wanderlust in me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-114134445255530800?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/114134445255530800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=114134445255530800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114134445255530800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/114134445255530800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/03/reenrolling.html' title='Reenrolling'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113765132771855039</id><published>2006-01-19T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:20:42.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here!</title><content type='html'>Wow, sorry it's taken me so long to post on here since I've been back.  I didn't realize people might still actually be interested in hearing what I'm up to now that my life isn't nearly as exciting as it was just a few short weeks ago.  Time has really flown by, although I haven't been doing all that much really since I'm now completely out of a job!  Never one to like sitting around, I started trying to figure out what I should do next pretty much the day after I got back.  I did leave with an interrupted service, so I'll have the option of doing the Peace Corps again relatively easily, but for now, I'm not quite ready.  I need some time still to digest things.  So, my plan for right now is that next month I will be moving to Columbus, Ohio.  My aunt has generously offered to let me come live with her.  I'm so excited!  After a lot of soul searching, I think I've finally figured out what direction I want to go with my life, career wise anyway.  I've been interested in and involved with other cultures for quite a few years now with my volunteer activities and having lived abroad, so I know I want to continue with that.  And after that small taste of terrorism in Bangladesh, that really got me to thinking how lucky I was to be able to leave that situation, but also how traumatic it can be to start all over again in another country.  So what I'm getting to is that I'd really like to work with refugees and immigrants in the US.  I've got my eye on a couple of places in Columbus where I'd like to apply, but if anyone out there has any ideas, I'd love to hear them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113765132771855039?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113765132771855039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113765132771855039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113765132771855039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113765132771855039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113541769727012962</id><published>2005-12-24T04:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:23:10.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be home for Christmas...well, almost</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how many of you have heard already, but I am coming home to the States.  Peace Corps is not pulling the program completely, but they are giving people the option to leave.  There are a number of ways a person can leave the Peace Corps: resignation (for example, just not getting on the plane to come), administrative separation (for breaking policies), medical separation (for medical conditions they cannot take care of in country), and early termination (just don't want to do it anymore).  Until a few days ago, I thought my only option was early termination.  However, the Safety and Security Officer for this region was able to explain to the volunteers and staff here that if a volunteer really is concerned about their safety, they shouldn't have to early terminate their service.  She has given us the option of either doing a program transfer (where your name gets put on the waiting list to start the next Peace Corps program that becomes available) or interrupted service.  I have decided to do an interrupted service.  This means that while I'm not ready or sure if I want to another Peace Corps service immediately, I don't want to totally close the door to Peace Corps by early terminating.  With an early termination, if you decide you want to do Peace Corps again, you have to wait one year, then start the application process from the very beginning.  With an interrupted service, they recognize that your service was interrupted for reasons out of your control (aka suicide bombers).  Any time within a year of leaving, if you decide you want to try Peace Corps again, you may, and are sort of considered an insider.  You don't need to go through the whole application process, so it makes it a lot easier.  &lt;br /&gt;So, while I won't quite make it home for Christmas (my flight is Christmas night!), I should be back in good old Kansas by the 26th.  Hope you all have a Merry Christmas, and hope to see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113541769727012962?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113541769727012962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113541769727012962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113541769727012962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113541769727012962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-be-home-for-christmaswell-almost.html' title='I&apos;ll be home for Christmas...well, almost'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113480584165003651</id><published>2005-12-17T02:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T02:50:41.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you all so much!</title><content type='html'>Knowing I have so many people supporting me and thinking about me means so much to me right now.  Thank you guys!  Things have cooled a little for the moment, and I am ok.  The meeting with the Safety and Security Officer was...well honestly I felt like I had been run over by a semitruck afterwards - it was that stressful.  But she REALLY listened to us, so that's good.  I have some major, major decisions to make right now though  I'll let you know when I decide on things for certain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113480584165003651?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113480584165003651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113480584165003651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113480584165003651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113480584165003651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/12/thank-you-all-so-much.html' title='Thank you all so much!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113438275527332134</id><published>2005-12-12T05:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:28:10.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How much can one take?</title><content type='html'>Some more updates:&lt;br /&gt;On December 7, we got a text that the Regional Safety and Security Officer (I think for the East Asia region) is making a visit to Bangladesh.  She texted later that day to say she will be in the country for two weeks, visiting various sites and listening to us.  Also found out on that day that another one from our group is going home.  That makes five now that have left pretty much for security reasons.  I talked with a bunch of my friends here in country that day - an extremely rough day.  On December 8, my host family told me that one of the schools in Sylhet had received a bomb threat and RAB (Rapid Action Battalion) was investigating.  I texted our Safety and Security Officer about it, but she did not send out a text to everyone informing them.  This makes me think maybe for the texts she’s sent out in the past about schools receiving bomb threats, maybe those are only ones where PCVs are stationed?  Or maybe the office finally realized that telling us about every thing that happens really wears you down!  Also on December 8, two explosions happened in Netrakona, where two PCVs live.  The blasts happened near the Udichi Office (a cultural academy).  According to PC, 35 were injured and 5 were killed, including the suicide bomber.  (I think the number has gone up now, but I'm not sure to what.) The PCVs in Netrakona were put on Standfast (meaning they are to stay inside their homes) and everyone else is still on Alert.  Those PCVs have since been consolidated to Dhaka.  Also got a message that day that there were rumors of bombing in Noga and Nilfamari.  PCVs there (don’t know who or how many) are ok.  We later got a message asking all PCVs to contact their wardens so that everyone could be accounted for and ok. Apparently a newspaper vendor in a small city near here told the PCVs there that Bush is to blame for all this.  In another city in this area, the marketplace has been absolutely empty (which never happens!), and that a vegetable man told his son not to go anywhere because it is too dangerous.  Later, we got a follow-up text on the Netrakona bombing - 9:20am a small explosion happened near Udichi, a crowd gathered, then at 10:25 suicide bombers entered the crowd and detonated.  45 were injured and 7 killed, including a bomber.  Another text on Dec 8, Nilphamari bomb rumor not true.  In upazilla (small village) near Nogaon, there was an explosion night of Dec 7.  Rumor was that the bomber was riding a rickshaw and the bomb detonated early.  More news, Small explosion in Nilphamari: a boy was injured exploding a cocktail while he was playing with it without knowing what it was.  Also Dec 8, bombs detonated in an upazilla in Meherpur district (west of Kustia).  No PCVs in that district.  I called a good friend here to discuss things and see how she was doing.  She and I are both thinking very similar things right now - that we REALLY want to stay, but are not willing to take more risks than we need to.  We are both really stubborn and don’t want to quit, but are coming to realize that leaving now would not be quitting.  It would not be failing.  She said one of her friends pointed out that the only reason she feels like leaving now would be quitting is because she came here thinking she would definitely stay for two years.  However, if she had come with a timeline unspecified, it would be a lot easier to say, hey, I’ve put in 4 good months and now it’s time for me to go.  I also called another friend from the group that came here one year ago to see how her group is feeling.  I wanted to know if our group is just really overreacting to all of this or what.  She said that most of them are pretty anxious, but not really as much as us newcomers.  She really didn’t seem terribly concerned.  She also lives in a very small town way out of the way from anything that’s happened so far.  I think anyone who isn't concerned about their safety right now is fooling themselves, really.  A lot of us have the same concerns right now - this is not what we signed up for.  We signed up for PEACE Corps.  I have not decided on anything at this point, but I've been talking with a lot of people and doing a ton of thinking.  Like I said, I don't WANT to leave, but if I feel like staying is making compromises to my safety, then that really isn't very smart.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, the regional security officer, our program manager, and our safety and security officer are planning on coming to the city.  They want to meet with all the PCVs in this region.  I will be very interested to hear what they have to say, and I'm very much looking forward to being able to voice all these concerns and questions.  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you you have called or written.  It really means a lot to me to know that I have so many people supporting me in whatever I do.  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113438275527332134?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113438275527332134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113438275527332134' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113438275527332134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113438275527332134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-much-can-one-take.html' title='How much can one take?'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113395757458376990</id><published>2005-12-07T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:32:40.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough times</title><content type='html'>So things have been pretty rough lately.  I'm not sure how much national attention this is getting, but there have been bombings and threats of bombings happening all over the country recently.  On November 29, improvised bombs exploded in Gazipur near the courthouse there, killing I think 9 people. On December 1, another bomb in Gazipur exploded near the District Commissioner’s office, killing one.  The PCVs in Gazipur were consolidated to Dhaka quickly thereafter.  Peace Corps put us all on Alert stage, which is the lowest level of security alert.  Basically it means that we should keep our eyes and ears open and not do anything stupid, like go to the government buildings in our area.  Everyone began getting worried and thinking that we may have to be consolidated.  On December 2, a grenade was thrown at the major’s office in Sylhet.  It did not detonate for some reason, but apparently a few people were injured when everyone rushed to evacuate the area.  On December 3, a bomb was found in a government office in Khulna and a small village near Shirajgonj.  I’m not sure if they exploded, but I didn’t hear of any injuries.  Also on December 3, Khulna Zilla School and Hobigonj Government Boys School received bomb threat letters.  In protest to the grenade in Sylhet, a local hartal for Sylhet only was called for December 4.  I stayed out of the center of town, so I didn’t see anything, but I heard there were big protests in the city center.  On December 4 (or 3?) Rajbari School received a bomb threat.  Police swept the school but I don’t think they actually found anything.  December 4 a bomb was found in the market at Kurigram, a very small village, near a mosque. On the night of (I think) December 3, a bomb was found under an empty bus in Gabtoli, Dhaka, but it did not blast.  Since this all started, we have been getting five or more text messages a day, usually in the late evening, from our Safety and Security Officer.  It’s gotten to the point where we all dread the sound of receiving a message on my phone because you never know what more bad news it is going to bring.  Over the weekend, my site mate went to Dhaka and met with our administrative officer (who has taken over some of the safety and security responsibilities).  They came up with a plan for each of the divisions to report to each other and relate all of their questions and concerns each day to their wardens, then the wardens can talk to our Security Officer every couple of days, or as needed.  The people in my division have definitely had a lot of questions and concerns, so I talked to our administrative officer that day.  It was somewhat comforting to talk to him about some things, but in a way also not really.  I met later that evening with Craig and Nick to discuss how to go about things.  Hearing Craig’s impressions of how the office is dealing with things did not help me feel any better.  Basically the office's position is that it is an individual decision about what to do in this kind of situation (essentially whether to leave or not).  The admin officer started out our discussion with a little “philosophy” saying that we are all adults and have individual control over everything we do.  We must make our own decisions, and we try to use the resources around us to make these decisions.  For us, our resources are other PCVs, staff, the US Embassy, our communities here, as well as friends and relatives in the US.  So based on all the info we gather from all these resources, we have to make the best decisions we can.  But we also have to accept that there is a certain degree of unknowable.  He also pointed out that it is an individual choice on whether it is worth it (to stay here and put yourself at risk) and if you decide it isn’t worth it, can you make it worth it?  If not, then well…&lt;br /&gt;Basically there are two things which would definitely mean PC pulling its program.  The first is if there was a regional outbreak (meaning India, Nepal, Thailand, Burma, and Bangladesh) of Avian Flu spreading person to person.  The second is a very obvious security issue – if someone drove a truck bomb into the US Embassy and sent a list of Americans to be killed.  To me these answers are unacceptable because they are so obvious.  I, and many other volunteers, just want to know when to draw the line.  When the risk become too much?  &lt;br /&gt;I know there IS a risk in being a PCV, and many of the risks were covered during our pre-service training.  We covered such risks as health, theft, accidents, assault, sexual assault, etc.  However, I also don’t feel like I was prepared for or warned that the threat of terrorists and bombs.  This is not the military, and if someone is really willing to lay down their life for their country, there are certainly other programs to do it with.  Before I came to Bangladesh, I decided (mostly as regards to sexual assault, since that was at the top of my list of worries beforehand) that I was NOT willing to risk my life, and if it ever got to the point where I felt endangered, I would leave.  But again, where do you draw the line?  I know that anywhere you go in the world is dangerous.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are my thoughts at the moment.  For now, things aren't really THAT bad, so I am going to stick with it some more and see how things go.  I'd really appreciate everyone's thoughts, ideas, support, questions, and encouragement, because I sure do need it right now!  Thank you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113395757458376990?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113395757458376990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113395757458376990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113395757458376990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113395757458376990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/12/tough-times.html' title='Tough times'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113344678770671020</id><published>2005-12-01T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T09:19:47.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My host mother helps me wrap the sari she gave me for the swearing-in ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_1130%20%20Lily%20helping%20Kathryn%20wrap%20sari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_1130%20%20Lily%20helping%20Kathryn%20wrap%20sari.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113344678770671020?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113344678770671020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113344678770671020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113344678770671020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113344678770671020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-host-mother-helps-me-wrap-sari-she.html' title='My host mother helps me wrap the sari she gave me for the swearing-in ceremony'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113256616778190222</id><published>2005-11-21T04:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:35:54.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I bought a bicycle...</title><content type='html'>And let me tell you what an experience it is to ride a bike in Bangladesh!  After having been in the country now for over three months, I am beginning to realize that there are in fact rules to the road - it just doesn’t seem like there are!  I can see why PC requires us to wear helmets! It’s a thrill every time I go out, but wow is it liberating to have a bike and be able to go wherever and whenever I want to.  This is city is pretty big, and the rickshaws are expensive here!  Up until now I’ve been paying about 80 Taka a day for rickshaw rides, which is only just over a dollar, but considering my living allowance is only 200 Taka a day, that goes really quickly!  (It still blows me away sometimes to think that I am getting paid pennies an hour!)  I was a bit hesitant at first about getting a bike, because I haven’t seen any other females at all riding one.  I’m not the only female who has one though!  There is a British volunteer here, and we went together to buy bikes.  As “bideshis” (foreigners) we are allowed to get away with so much more than Bangladeshi women are.  It’s almost as if we are half-woman, half-man in what is expected of us, if that makes any sense.  It’s a constant struggle for me to try to figure out just what I should and shouldn’t do - how much I should test the limits and show Bangladeshis that yes, there is another way to do things, and how much I should conform to Bangladeshi cultural norms.  I’m not here to change major aspects of a culture that has been here for centuries.  But it is part of my job to teach this culture about my own (and when I go back, to teach Americans about Bangladeshi culture.)  For example, I am riding a bike, which is almost unheard of for women (in this city anyway.  It’s a lot more conservative here than where we had our training.  I saw at least two women riding bikes there.) But, I still wear my shalwar kameez and orna when I ride, no matter how much of a pain (not to mention dangerous!) it is to try and keep all that extra fabric out of the moving parts!  Or when I go out at night, often times I will cover my head with my orna to let people know that I am a “good girl” and they shouldn’t mess with me, even though I am out after dark (never alone of course!).  Anyway, it’s been great having the bike.  I’ve already seen a lot more of the city, and even got out on a wonderful, beautiful tour of the city last weekend with two of my bideshi friends.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure if I will be able to get online again before Thursday, so I’ll wish you all now a Happy Thanksgiving!!  It really doesn’t feel like November though - it’s still gets up in the 80s every day here!  It’s a bit hard to get in the spirit of things.  I am going to Dhaka for the holiday weekend though, and having dinner with some of the other PCVs (wow, it’s still hard to believe we are actual volunteers now and not just trainees!).  I’m really looking forward to talking with everybody and seeing how their sites are so far.  It’s been a roller coaster everyday for me, though generally I think things might be getting better at school now.  Anyway, my bike is calling me again, so I’m off to explore some more of this crazy, wonderful country!  Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113256616778190222?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113256616778190222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113256616778190222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113256616778190222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113256616778190222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-i-bought-bicycle.html' title='So I bought a bicycle...'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113203861612561798</id><published>2005-11-15T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:37:34.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here!</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I've posted, I know! Sorry!  I have moved to my site, and everything is still very new.  Finally found an internet cafe near to my school though, so hopefully I'll get back on a somewhat regular schedule. &lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty crazy so far.  The city which will be my home for the next two years is really pretty awesome, and I'm really happy with it.  I've been getting far less harassment (aka catcalls, nothing major) here than anywhere else.  Things are off to a bit of a rocky start at my school though.  For our first three months at site, Peace Corps kind of has a policy that we don't REALLY have to start teaching yet, because we have so many other things to do: learning about the city, meeting tons of new people, figuring out our work plans.  But my supervisor wanted me to start on the first day!  I think he thinks just by my speaking English in front of the kids, the ability to speak will magically rub off on them.  But in order to be really effective, I do actually need to plan a course and lessons!  I'm trying to be firm in what I want (so as not to be walked all over - I am, after all, a VOLUNTEER!), but not make anyone too unhappy with me.  ARG!&lt;br /&gt;The city I am in is large enough that there are other volunteers from different countries and different organizations here.  I've already made friends with a couple from England and Japan.  It's so nice to have a little expat community to escape to once in while!  We are all in the same position of being new and not understood here, so we can all help each other.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is pretty short for today.  Once I get settled in here, I'll have some more time to collect my ideas better!  Any questions you want to have answered?  Emailing me is easier for me to read than reading posted comments.  Thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113203861612561798?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113203861612561798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113203861612561798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113203861612561798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113203861612561798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113052871443686390</id><published>2005-10-28T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T10:25:10.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of These Things is Not Like the Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_0929%20Me%20at%20soccer%20game%20in%20Gazipur.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_0929%20Me%20at%20soccer%20game%20in%20Gazipur.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, watching a soccer game with the local children. I do stand out in a crowd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113052871443686390?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113052871443686390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113052871443686390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113052871443686390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113052871443686390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-of-these-things-is-not-like-others.html' title='One of These Things is Not Like the Others'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-113047704429164438</id><published>2005-10-28T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:44:26.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swearing in ceremony on Sunday!</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been so long since I’ve posted.  It has been a crazy couple of weeks.  Training is coming to an end this week though, and on Sunday we will have our swearing in ceremony in Dhaka!  It will be held at the US Embassy in Dhaka, and everyone is psyched for it.  Nearly all the girls in my training group are going to dress up in saris.  My host mother bought me an absolutely gorgeous one to wear.  Seriously it is the most beautiful thing I own in Bangladesh or the US!  Technically I think it is a wedding sari, dark red with gold gilt embroidery throughout the entire thing.  I will post pictures as soon as possible (aka probably a long time from now, but I’ll try!).  We are all going to Dhaka on Friday and spending a few days living it up at a nice hotel that actually has air conditioning, hot water, and foam mattresses.  I’m so excited!  I’m also looking forward to doing a bit of souvenir and American food shopping.  I do really like Bengali food, but I have to say I really miss the variety that I am used to in the States.  I’m the type of person that doesn’t like to have spaghetti twice in a month; I like that much variety!  The curries are all kind of tasting the same by now, and I really can’t wait to be able to cook for myself.  The training staff at our hubsite cook special Americanish foods for us every once in a while, and I have been to the Pizza Hut in Dhaka a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;We are in about the 3rd week of Ramadan, which in case you don’t know is a month of fasting that Muslims observe.  On the first day, you wake up at around 4am and eat your dinner.  Then you do not eat, drink, or smoke anything all day.  You are not even supposed to swallow your saliva, so you see quite a bit of spitting on the street.   Towards about 4pm people get pretty antsy and irritable because they know the time to break the fast is nearing.  At around 5:30pm (although every day it changes by a few minutes because it depends on the lunar calendar) you hear the call to prayer and are allowed to eat.  This is “Iftar” time.  Iftar food is so good!  Usually you get orange drink, dates, puffed rice (like Rice Krispies but plain), spiced chickpeas, fried eggplant, fried potato and lentil mixture, cucumbers, grapes, jilapi (think small funnel cake soaked in syrup – it is amazing how much liquid these things can hold!), and doi (sweet yogurt).  Sometimes the Bengalis will eat a normal meal of rice and curry right after eating the Iftar feast, or sometimes they will wait until 10pm or 12am to eat.  Then the women get up at 3am to cook, and start the whole day over again around 4am.  At 4am sometimes you hear what sounds like air raid sirens going off, or in some areas they have someone come on the loudspeakers at the mosques and say something to the effect of “wake up and eat your rice.” &lt;br /&gt;No one in my family is fasting though.  Among our group of trainees, there are some families that are fasting very devoutly, and some couldn’t be bothered.  Even though my family isn’t fasting, we still eat the Iftar food everyday (along with normal breakfast, lunch, and dinner!)  I have tried to tell my host mom that I can eat either Iftar or dinner, but not both.  So, she just tries to give me both at the same time!  I think it is ironic for the month where everyone is supposed to learn what it is like for poor people to not get enough food everyday, I have been gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of gaining weight, Iftar, and Pizza Hut, would you believe that the Pizza Hut in Dhaka has an Iftar special?  They don’t serve food all day, but people begin filing in around 4pm everyday to get a table.  It really fills up!  Around 5pm the staff starts filling people’s glasses with water or soda.  You can’t drink yet though!  Then around 5:10 they bring out plates of dates.  Wait for it!  5:15 here comes the garlic bread.  Ok, how important is it really to be culturally appropriate and not eat in front of Muslims??  5:25 hot gooey cheesy pizza fresh out of the oven.  You put that on my plate and seriously expect me to not eat it yet???  I have to admit, I almost made it.  They really shouldn’t have given me the pizza though.  I took a bite and about two minutes later the call to prayer sounded.  So close!!  The way they had it set up, the waiters just kept bringing out more and more pizza; whenever they saw your plate was empty, they gave you another slice or two.  I don’t think I’ve ever had so much pizza in one sitting before.  I think I had 8 slices!  All this for the low buffet price of 350 Taka (about $5).  Did I mention I miss cheese??&lt;br /&gt;After the month of Ramadan is a holiday called Eid.  This also depends on the moon, but will probably be on November 5 this year.  This is when everyone can finally break the fast for good, and I hear there is tons of really tasty food.  This is also the gift giving equivalent of Christmas in the States: everyone is going crazy buying presents at the moment.  The most common present to give is clothing (actually I think the sari my host mom gave me is more for Eid than my swearing in ceremony.)  The tailors are absolutely swamped right now.  My host mom owns a tailor shop, so I have barely seen her for the past few weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;Right after Eid I will be moving to my new site.  Last week we had our site visit.  It has just a two-day visit for us to meet our host families, see the city, meet our supervisor’s and see our schools.  I hardly saw anything of the city because it is rather large, but from what I saw, I love it already!!  I feel like I got the best of both worlds – the amenities that come along with a big city, but also the nice small town feel in the more residential areas.  It’s going to be really strange moving to a new city away from the rest of the training group.  I’m glad I have a site mate, but from here on out, I’m pretty much on my own.  I’ll spend about the next three months getting to know the city and all the people I will be living and working with, finding out about NGOs I can do secondary projects with, etc.  I’m not quite sure when I’ll actually begin teaching at my college.&lt;br /&gt;The weather is starting to change.  Every once in a while we’ll have a period of a few days when it just RAINS and nothing will dry.  I haven’t had much of a problem with it, but some people have had problems with their backpacks, clothes, paper, and whatever else molding.  I have one leather luggage tag that got covered in fine white mold, but that’s it.  Sometimes my clothes feel a little damp, but not too bad.  I’ve been being extremely careful about all my electronics whenever we have a really rainy or humid day.  On those days I just don’t get my laptop or electronics out.  I always leave them in plastic bags with silica gel packets.  I was worried that my laptop might die on me because before I came all I heard about were people’s laptops breaking.  We only heard from the people who had problems, not the ones who didn’t.  I think as long as I’m careful I’ll be ok.  (Same goes for the whole harassment issue actually.  We all got so scared before we came because we only heard the bad things without seeing it in context.  It’s really not so bad.)  Anyway, in general, it is getting a little cooler.  There was actually one day when it was downright cold!  Seriously we all had sweatshirts on and had goosebumps all day.  Care to guess what the temp was?  75 degrees!  I can’t believe we’ve gotten so acclimated that 75 feels cold.  As far as I can tell from my little alarm clock that can tell temp indoors, it’s been between 75 and 85 since we arrived in Bangladesh.&lt;br /&gt;So that’s all I have for now.  I really appreciate the emails recently!  I tried to answer the questions people asked in this blog.  &lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks to my mom, who has been able to post a few photos on here for me.  Eventually when I get to the faster internet at the Peace Corps office in Dhaka I may be able to put a few more on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-113047704429164438?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/113047704429164438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=113047704429164438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113047704429164438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/113047704429164438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/10/swearing-in-ceremony-on-sunday.html' title='Swearing in ceremony on Sunday!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112944663900504388</id><published>2005-10-11T02:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T02:10:39.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake and shopping</title><content type='html'>I’m sure you have all heard about the earthquake in Pakistan, and might have heard about tremors in Bangladesh.  I just want to let you know that I am ok, and as far as I know there have not been any deaths or even injuries in Bangladesh.  I did not even feel anything, and seeing as how far out of touch with current events I am right now (never watch TV, don’t have a radio, only see an English newspaper every few days) I didn’t even find out about the quake until after you guys probably did.  Don’t worry; everything is fine here, although people are upset about it obviously.  Peace Corps does an excellent job of letting all of us know as soon as there is something there we should be concerned about (aka when there were those bombings in August we all got text messages telling us exactly what to do and what was going on).  So no fear!&lt;br /&gt;Today was our last day of formal language class.  We have less than a month of training left, and I think it is going to fly by.  Today we conducted a community activity, for practice really so that we would have experience in trying to set an activity up since pretty much everything is a lot more difficult the first time you try it in this country.  Our activity went off really well though actually.  Five of us girls got together and led a session for a few Bangladeshi girls on nutrition.  Two of us talked about food, two about sports, and then one of us led a half hour yoga session.  I thought it was great, and the girls who came all seemed to really enjoy themselves.  I don’t claim to be an expert on healthy living, but all the information that we take almost for granted about knowing about the food pyramid, the importance of variety and moderation, complete proteins, getting the heart rate up, various exercises you can do around the house,…all these are not common knowledge here.  &lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I went to the city fabric market by myself (well not completely, I went with two other American girls, but “by myself” in the sense that no Bangladeshis came with me!).  I have to say, I think it was a success!  I found a few saris I really liked in the first shop we went into, but the man would NOT come down on the price.  I ended up paying 500 taka for one of them, which really isn’t that bad, but I really wanted to bargain him down more!  At a second shop, this time I sat next to two Hindu women looking at the same types of saris and tried to chat with them a little to see what a good price would be.  Ended up getting another for just 230 taka.  (66 taka is 1 dollar.)  When another one of the employees talked to the man who had been helping me just after I agreed to buy, he shook the guy’s hand, so I was very suspicious that I had paid too much.  We went to another shop upstairs and I saw a few more saris that I was interested in (am buying presents for family and friends back home to send back in November), but they were more expensive, so I wasn’t sure about buying them.  The man there was very nice, and even gave us some 7-Up – I’m sure he thought he would get a sale.  I probably still will!  I talked to my host mom, and she will take me on Friday.  I am not sure about what is good quality fabric here.  It is all so thin it is practically see-through.  Normally that would not be good, but here it is better if the fabric is thin so it is not so hot.  After that shop, we ventured off the main road and into the labyrinth of smaller stores on smaller streets.  We found ourselves in the spices area, with huge waist-high bags of coriander, garlic, onions, ginger, who knows what all!  It smelled absolutely wonderful.  We immediately noticed the difference in number of stares we were getting.  In the area with all the fabric shops, they are obviously used to seeing a bunch of the Americans there, because that’s were we all go for clothes shopping, but I’m sure very few go into the smaller streets.  Next we went to another upstairs shopping part, and Rose found a shop where she got a beautiful Indian sari.  The man there was the most friendly shopkeeper we had met.  After Rose bought the sari, he insisted on us having tea and biscuits, even though he couldn’t even have any with us since he was fasting!  We felt awkward, but it would have been worse to refuse his hospitality.  We said we would recommend his shop to all our friends and left happy.  Megan found a sari from a small corner shop on the main street that she managed to decide on and pay for in just a few minutes.  Normally it takes so long to decide and bargain!&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I told my host mom about buying the saris.  She was surprised that I had gone without her and worried that I got ripped off.  I told her I wanted to test if I had, so I showed her each of the saris and asked what she would have paid before telling her.  She said 400-450 for the first, and 220 for the second.  She was a bit disappointed, but I was thrilled that it hadn’t been much at all!  The more I look at the saris the more I love them too.  All three of us got something from the bajar (as opposed to going and being just too overwhelmed to buy anything) so we considered it a huge success.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, the first time is always the hardest, so now that I have conquered going to the market almost by myself, who knows what I will be able to do next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112944663900504388?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112944663900504388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112944663900504388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112944663900504388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112944663900504388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/10/earthquake-and-shopping.html' title='Earthquake and shopping'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112944638362449411</id><published>2005-10-10T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T10:11:26.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Site announcement</title><content type='html'>I have finally found out where I am going to be living in Bangladesh for the next two years.  I don’t want to put the city’s name on here for my privacy and safety, but if you are a friend or family member and haven’t gotten an email from me telling you what the actual site is, email me and I’ll tell you.  You should be emailing me anyway!!  If you don’t have my email address, just get in touch with my parents, and they’ll let you know.  I’ll just tell you that I am REALLY happy with my placement.  I will have two sitemates – one boy who has been living there for a year and will remain for one more, and another boy who is in my same training group.  He is a Youth and Community Development worker, whereas I am Teaching English as a Foreign Language.  He is incredibly enthusiastic, and I’m really glad to have been placed with him.  He’ll be a good person to have around when I need a boost of confidence or inspiration.  I’m looking forward to getting a lot done!  There are about 5 other people in a 2-3 hour radius of my site too, so it will be nice to be able to visit other sites for fun or for collaborating on secondary projects.  &lt;br /&gt;This past week we had a Non-Governmental Organization fair, and the director of US-AID in Bangladesh came to speak to our group.  Both these events have gotten me really excited about all the opportunities it sounds like we will have in Bangladesh.  There are SO many NGOs that I am looking forward to working with.&lt;br /&gt;Now for the anecdote of the week.  So the other day I was laying in bed under my mosquito net trying to fall asleep when I thought I felt something brush my foot.  I turned on my head lamp and looked around, thinking maybe a cockroach or beetle had gotten inside the net, but I couldn’t see anything.  I figured I must have imagined it in my sleepy state, so I turned off the light and tried to fall asleep again.  About two minutes later, I felt something run across the top of my head by my hair, and it definitely felt bigger than a cockroach.  I scrambled around for my headlamp, and when I turned it on found that it was a mouse in my bed!!  It was absolutely frantic running all around my bed trying to get out of the net.  I jumped up, and it started climbing up the side of the net!  I flung the net out, and the mouse dropped down, disappearing to who knows where.  I stood there for a little while trying to figure out how in the heck it had gotten in my net, if there was a hole in it or what.  Then I realized that on the side of the bed that is against the wall, the mattress was pushed up against the wall and looked like the net was still tucked in, but when I pulled the mattress back, the net had at some point come untucked and fallen to the floor.  The mouse must have climbed up the net and squeezed its way through the wall and mattress.  I was so shaken (I HATE mice) that I couldn’t sleep for two hours after that.  When I told this story to one of the other trainees, he told me that he had found a scorpion in his room (and I have heard about other people finding them too).  So the moral of the story is to always check to make sure your mosquito net is tucked in all the way, because it’s not just mosquitoes you are keeping out!! &lt;br /&gt;I know I have not been very good with keeping in touch with everybody since I’ve been here, but please remember that they are keeping us VERY busy with training, and it is very difficult to get to an internet café or the post office.  All this doesn’t mean that I don’t want to hear from you though!  I miss you guys!!  All of you!  PLEASE write to me!  I can’t tell you how good an old-fashioned snail mail letter feels to receive.  Write me!!!  Once I get out to site in the beginning of November, I will be out of training and not have so much work, so I will try to respond more then.  Thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112944638362449411?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112944638362449411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112944638362449411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112944638362449411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112944638362449411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/10/site-announcement.html' title='Site announcement'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112822532661591140</id><published>2005-10-01T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T13:00:56.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of me in Bangaldeshi sari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/1600/IMG_0866%20My%20first%20sari%20for%20wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7598/1125/320/IMG_0866%20My%20first%20sari%20for%20wedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112822532661591140?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112822532661591140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112822532661591140' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112822532661591140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112822532661591140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/10/picture-of-me-in-bangaldeshi-sari.html' title='Picture of me in Bangaldeshi sari'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112797221931715482</id><published>2005-09-29T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:36:59.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Site announcement coming up!</title><content type='html'>Teaching at model school has been going very well.  I’ve only taught by myself twice so far, but each time has been pretty good.  A few days ago when I finished my lesson, I told the students the lesson was finished and that we would see them again tomorrow.  They all looked up with these looks of horror on their faces and were like, “But madam, the lesson cannot be done!  You must teach us more!”  I walked out of there on Cloud 9.  I’ve never liked public speaking – I actually used to feel sick before having to make speeches.  But I have not been nervous here at all!  The girls I am teaching are so wonderful.  It’s like this oasis as soon as I walk into the school.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;During our three months of training, Peace Corps allows everyone one day (literally 24 hours) to travel by themselves.  This past Thursday, I took advantage of that and went to Dhaka with two other trainees, Mike and Adrienne.  Wow, I didn’t realize how much I really needed a break until I got there!  We went to the rich part of Dhaka first – where the PC office and all the foreign embassies are.  PC has a hotel that they always put us up in when we are in Dhaka which is in that area of the city.  Our hotel had air conditioning and hot water!!  I actually needed a blanket at night – heavenly.  Thursday evening we went out to eat at “Dominous Pizza” – yes, spelled with a u.  It wasn’t the best pizza by American standards, but SO good!  The three of us just sat in shock eating it.  Then we went and found a small grocery store.  How strange it was to walk down the rows of the grocery store and see all these foods I’ve been craving, and so many choices!  It was all extremely overwhelming though.  We just bought some orange juice and left.  (Although later I got some peanut butter, pasta, tomato sauce, and oats at another grocery store.)  It’s really difficult to describe what a strange feeling it was to have all these little amenities.  I hadn’t realized how much I had gotten used to living in a more rural, smaller, “Third World” city until we went back to Dhaka.  We were walking down the streets and suddenly it occurred to us, “where are all the goats, cows, and chickens on the streets?”&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we ventured away from the rich part of town and into Old Dhaka.  My favorite part there was Hindu St.  It was a tiny narrow street with very tall buildings, and just packed with shops and people.  Mike commented that it felt like New York City.  It definitely had a cool vibe to it.  There were shops were people were carving gravestones, making musical instruments, making conch shell bracelets, and selling Hindu art.  &lt;br /&gt;After Hindu St, we found another cute little street where all they were selling was fabric for clothes.  All the women’s clothing was in tiny shops on the right side, and all the men’s on the left side.  I think everyone there was surprised to see a group of three wide eyed Americans.  After that, we tried to find Bicycle St. where supposedly they make and sell rickshaw art.  I think we found the right street, but either all the rickshaw art places were closed, or they are somewhere else, because we couldn’t find any art.  Ah well, next time!&lt;br /&gt;Just so you all know, I will be finding out what city I will be living in for the next two years this Friday!!  I am not entirely sure what I want, but cross your fingers for me anyway that it’s nice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112797221931715482?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112797221931715482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112797221931715482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112797221931715482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112797221931715482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/09/site-announcement-coming-up.html' title='Site announcement coming up!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112693234219427593</id><published>2005-09-16T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:45:42.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of teaching</title><content type='html'>It’s been a while since I’ve posted – sorry about that!  I did get to the internet café last week on Friday and was able to read my email, but was not able to answer any emails or to even sign in to my blog site.  Frustrating!  I found out the reason the connection is so slow and bad is that it is a dial-up connection split between 4-6 computers.  No wonder!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’ve had a busy week, as usual.  On Thursday I co-taught my first class!  Gina and I taught a class of about 60-70 girls at an all girls’ college.  When I say college, remember it is not actually a university.  It’s basically a high school, so the students are still pretty young.  For our first lesson, we just did an informal lesson going over introductions and questions to ease into things.  The girls were so shy at first.  It was very sweet.  By the end they were beginning to open up more and had lots of questions for us.  At the end of the class a bunch of the girls came up to get our autographs!  As I was walking home afterwards, a few of them had waited and gave me some flowers they had just picked.  I really like the all girl setting – At the next PC interview, I am definitely going to request being placed in a girls’ college.  This one that we are doing our teaching at is actually really nice.  It is big, airy, bright, has fans, and the huge classroom we taught in actually had a microphone to use.  That’s not the case for everyone.  Two of the guys in our training group taught at another college here in town.  They had a group of about 200 students, and no microphone.  They had to have one person standing at the front of the class and one in the middle, and they basically relayed information back and forth.  How can you get anything done like that?  Today Gina and I will co-teach one more lesson, then for the next two weeks we will be alternating days.  She’ll teach one day while I observe, then we’ll switch.  I’m looking forward to it.  It is so strange actually being in front of a classroom with so many people.  They are all used to being taught in a very different way than what I am used to.  It’s going to take some trial and errors to see what will work.  That’s what model school is for though!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was I think the best day that I’ve had in Bangladesh so far.  John’s birthday is on Sunday, so he arranged a boat ride for everyone to celebrate.  Best $1.50 I ever spent!  We left on the boat around 12:30 and didn’t get home until 8:30pm.  I think there were about 30-40 of us on the boat.  It was a long black boat with a thatched roof.  Most of us sat on the roof, carefully balanced so that our weight was distributed evenly so we wouldn’t tip!  A couple of times we had to rearrange because the front end got too heavy and we were brushing the plants in the bottom of the river.  The first few hours we floated along, had some nice snacks, and just chatted.  At the halfway point, we got off at some little rural school and played soccer, stretched, etc.  When we got back on, we had birthday cake!  By that time the sun was starting to go down.  I have never seen a more spectacular sunset in my life!  The whole sky was filled with beautifully colored clouds.  There were some patches in the sky that were absolutely iridescent.  I’ve never seen those colors in the sky before!  It seriously looked like mother of pearl.  I was so focused on watching the sun set that for the longest time I didn’t even turn around.  When I finally did though, there was the moon, full and huge in the sky.  I hardly knew where to look.  Everyone on the boat was just delirious; it was so nice.  I think I took about 50 photos!&lt;br /&gt;So, that is all for now.  I just wanted to add too that you are more than welcome to email me!  And you don’t have to worry about keeping your emails short.  The longer the better!  I actually save them on my flash drive and take them home to read, so it doesn’t take much time at the café.  Thanks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112693234219427593?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112693234219427593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112693234219427593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112693234219427593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112693234219427593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/09/1st-day-of-teaching.html' title='1st day of teaching'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112693223845418220</id><published>2005-09-09T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:43:58.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interviews</title><content type='html'>In the past few weeks since I have been here, Peace Corps has had two “interviews” with all the trainees to ask us about our preferences in where we want to be placed and in what type of school we want to work.  The first interview was after just one week of being here, so I really had no idea what sort of preferences I wanted.  Everywhere you turn there are just tons of people, so my concept of big and small cities does me no good.  Even a “small” city might have 50,000 or more people.  I did tell them there were certain types of things that I would like to have though, and it was pretty much up to them to decide what size of city that means sending me to.  I told them I would like fairly regular internet access (as in I don’t want to have to travel 2 hours to the next biggest city any time I want to check my email), but I would like for the city to be small enough that I can actually get to know my neighbors.  This is one of the things that they have been teaching us in our safety and security training sessions – that you really need to get out and put in face time in order to ensure your safety.  Get to know your banker, post office people, internet café guy, fruit salesman, next door neighbors, etc.  That way if they see anyone messing with you, or even trying to charge you too much in the market, they will look out for you.  &lt;br /&gt;The second interview we had wasn’t so much about what sort of city we want to be placed in as what sort of school we want to teach in.  They asked us if we would prefer a secondary school (think middle school-ish age) or a college (think high school age), and if we wanted to teach more theory and complex ideas or basic straightforward lessons.  I told them I would prefer college because I want to do more complex lessons, such as holding debates and discussions, as opposed to just teaching grammar.  Peace Corps told us they would be sending 10 of the trainees to colleges, and they announced the very next day who it would be.  I’m in!!  This is a brand new program that they are trying, so the 10 of us will be the first ones to ever try teaching in colleges in Bangladesh.  They are trying the program based on reports on the overall better satisfaction level of previous volunteers who have worked with older students (in their secondary projects that is).  So, it sounds like we are going to be the guinea pigs a little, but I am pretty excited.  I am really looking forward to incorporating lots of debates and discussions to get the students really motivated and thinking about new concepts and ideas that they just don’t seem to get from the standard lecture style of teaching.  I’m so happy!!  There have been rumors flying about where the ten of us will be placed (the northeast part of the country has been mentioned), but we won’t find out until later this month.  Everyone will find out what city they will be going to on September 30.  I can’t wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112693223845418220?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112693223845418220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112693223845418220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112693223845418220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112693223845418220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/09/interviews.html' title='Interviews'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112564393918665480</id><published>2005-09-02T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:52:19.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm the king of the world!"</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!  I hope everyone is doing fine.  I’ve been having a busy few days lately.  This past weekend all of the trainees in my group traveled all over Bangladesh to visit current volunteers to see how they are living, what their work is like, etc.  I went WAY down to the south west with one other boy to visit a female Youth and Community Development worker.  The trip took 10 hours!  We took a pretty decent bus (no AC, but fans that were turned on whenever we were stopped and open windows otherwise).  There are a lot of rivers in the South, and we had to cross five of them!  Our bus just drove onto the ferry and slllloooowwwwlllly we would float across.  Let me tell you though, traveling in Bangladesh is just not the same.  We didn’t stop for food or restroom breaks, and even if we had, there aren’t really public restrooms anywhere.  So, we basically fasted for the whole ten hours and made it successfully.  Didn’t even get puked on in the bus or anything! (Yes, the ride can be that bad. Passengers get sick pretty often.)  &lt;br /&gt;The visit was pretty nice.  It was so good to see how current volunteers live.  It sounds like most of them have pretty decent, comfortable apartments and are integrated into the community well.  I think all of us trainees have been worrying way too much about living on our own, not speaking Bangla very well, etc.  Apparently we are receiving way better language training than any of the previous volunteer groups, and already know more after just 3 weeks than some people had in the full 3 months of training.  It will all be ok!&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to our training site was really fun.  We decided not to take the bus again, and instead took a night ferry all the way back to Dhaka!  We got on the ferry in Portacally (no idea how that is spelled).  There were four trainees that got on there, and when we left the volunteers we had been visiting, we asked how we would know which ferry to get on.  They gave us knowing looks and said we would be able to tell.  As soon as we walked through the gate, we saw the ferries.  There were tons of people hanging off the sides and on the pier, laughing, clapping, jumping around and chanting the names of the boats.  It was like a competition for them to get as many passengers on to their ferry, even though everyone had already booked tickets already!  It was such a festive atmosphere.  After we all got on and put our bags away, we went up to the top deck and just watched all the other passengers being ushered onto the boats.  It was great.  After we took off, the four of us just stayed on the top deck for hours and hours.  Not very many Bengalis were on top like that, so we were almost by ourselves and could just talk.  The landscape was beautiful, with neon green rice paddies, banana and coconut trees, cute little huts, and apparently watching a ferry go by is a huge daily event for a lot of the village children because they would all run out and wave to the ferry.  Seeing four whities must have been an added bonus!!  We stayed up and watched the sunset, and the stars come out.  It was awesome.  When it finally got too dark, we went to one of our cabins and watched a Hindi film that we couldn’t understand at all.  We also saw an ad for the very same ferry that we were on, and the background music on the commercial was from the movie “Titanic!”  Bengalis seem to LOVE this movie.  Hilarious.  Anyway, we got to Dhaka early in the morning and basically spent the day walking around the more western part of the city where all the embassies are.  Saw a couple good book stores, enjoyed some air conditioning, and ate at the Pizza Hut!  Mmmmmm, cheese!  It’s nice to have a break every once and a while.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that’s all my excitement for now.  Thanks again for your thoughts, emails, and letters (I’ve received one from Grandma B anyway!)  Until next time, ~Kathryn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112564393918665480?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112564393918665480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112564393918665480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112564393918665480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112564393918665480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-king-of-world.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m the king of the world!&quot;'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112479742327762801</id><published>2005-08-23T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T06:43:43.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can write my name!  Sort of</title><content type='html'>I've been learning how to write the Bangla language this past week.  It is so difficult!  I really enjoy it though.  It's almost like math really.  The vowels are written differently depending on if they come before or after consonants.  Like almost everything else I've encountered, it's overwhelming, but I like it.  &lt;br /&gt;I haven't even tried to turn on my laptop yet, since I don't yet have a super duper surge protector, so I haven't been able to upload any photos.  Patience!  I wear a shalwar kameez everyday normally.  It's a long tunic/dress.  Then baggy clown pants underneath.  Next time I get something made, I'm getting straight leg pants for sure!  Another essential part of the outfit is the orna.  Oh the orna.  It's a scarf that is used to hide the fact that I am a woman.  It is so HOT!  This is the hottest weather I've ever experienced, and I have to wear a scarf!  Even when it is raining outside, you have to wear the orna outside of your raincoat!  Maybe I'll get used to it, but for now.. grr...&lt;br /&gt;I do own one sari now.  Last Friday I went to a wedding with a friend (American) here and got a sari for the occasion.  It's so beautiful, but it's just so much fabric that it's even hotter than the shalwar kameez.  Maybe after monsoon season ends and the humidity goes down it will be better and I'll buy some more.  Even if I don't wear them, I'm definitely going to have to buy a few more just for the fabric.  It is so beautiful!  The quality of the fabric may not be the best, but the colors and patterns and not to forget the price are great.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to hear from all of you, thank you so much for the comments.  It's wonderful to know I have so much support.  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112479742327762801?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112479742327762801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112479742327762801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112479742327762801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112479742327762801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-can-write-my-name-sort-of.html' title='I can write my name!  Sort of'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112462266761379663</id><published>2005-08-21T06:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T06:11:07.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found an internet cafe!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  I found out there is actually an internet cafe just down the street from where I am living in Bangladesh.  I'm trying to write very quickly because the electricity cuts out 4 or 5 times a day and I just know it's going to go soon!&lt;br /&gt;The first two weeks here in Bangladesh have been amazing.  The first week was very difficult.  Absolutely everything is different here from what I am used to - how to eat, how to use the bathroom (oh yes, you know what I mean), the language.  Can you believe I have been learning Bangla for ten days and already am having conversations?  It's insane how fast we are going.  I'm trying not to get too overwhelmed by it all.&lt;br /&gt;It's VERY hot and humid right now.  It is monsoon season.  That doesn't mean that it rains all the time, but a few times a day really hard.  I actually like when it rains because it cools off a little.  My alarm clock tells me it is 86 degrees inside at night.  And HUMID!  I take two or three showers a day.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if everyone heard about the bombing around Bangladesh a few days ago, but if you did, don't worry, everyone is ok.  It was just a religious group trying to get attention and wasn't actually as bad as the press made it seem.  Everyone was very calm here and PC reacted wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;The village I am living in has a ton of people, obviously, but it's very nice and peaceful.  It's beautiful really.  There are coconut and palm trees, plus a ton of others that I don't know yet.  I've been eating mango and pineapple everyday and loving it.  The food is pretty dang spicy, but my host family tells me that they haven't made it spicy at all.  I'm glad they are toning it down for me!  I don't want to tell too much about them out of respect and privacy.  I have a host mother and brother though, and I really really like them.  They've been so patient and helpful with my Bangla.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel like I've gambled with the electricity too long already, so I'm going to go now. Thank you so much for those of you who have emailed.  I'm sorry I haven't responded personally.  The internet is just SO slow.  Think ten years ago - that slow.  I'm thinking of you all and I miss you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112462266761379663?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112462266761379663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112462266761379663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112462266761379663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112462266761379663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/08/found-internet-cafe.html' title='Found an internet cafe!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112383090252270095</id><published>2005-08-12T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T02:15:02.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe and sound in Bangladesh</title><content type='html'>I have arrived in Bangladesh!  I've had two night to sleep and try to get over the incredible jetlag, so I am in incredibly high spirits right now.  Our two day journey from San Francisco, through Tokyo, through Bangkok, actually went a whole lot quicker and easier than I imagined.  I loved the overnight we had in Bangkok, and I'll definitely have to try and get back to Thailand sometime.  I think Peace Corps was trying to shock us as much as possible, because they put us up in these complete luxury hotels in both San Fran and Bangkok.  Anyway, we arrived safely in Dhaka and were met by some Peace Corps staff.  I was so grateful they were there.  &lt;br /&gt;The past two days we have basically been cooped up in a pretty nice hotel in Dhaka, learning about cultural, health, language, etc.  We started our language training on the first full day we were here!  I'm happy though, the sooner the better.  Today we check out of the hotel and move to Gazipur, which is where we will have our training for the next three months.  I'll meet my host family tonight!  There are apparently three people in the family, but that is all I know really.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say much about what Bangladesh is like yet, since we seriously have not been allowed to leave the hotel.  In a couple of weeks I should be able to say more. (I don't think I'll have very regular internet access after today.)  We got our Bangladeshi clothes yesterday: shalwar kameezes.  They are beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go.  Hope you are all well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112383090252270095?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112383090252270095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112383090252270095' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112383090252270095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112383090252270095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/08/safe-and-sound-in-bangladesh.html' title='Safe and sound in Bangladesh'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112339457704027691</id><published>2005-08-07T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T01:02:57.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staging in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>So I am in San Francisco right now for our staging, aka orientation, before we actually get on the plane.  It was really difficult saying goodbye to everyone in Manhattan when I left.  I've lived abroad before, so you'd think I would be used to this sort of thing, but somehow this time it just seemed really different.  Maybe it's because I'll be truly halfway around the world this time, or because I've never been to Asia, or I know that Bangladesh is going to be a lot more difficult and maybe even more dangerous then what I've gone through before.  I'm ok now though.  It's been so great meeting everyone in my group.  It sounds like we do have a full group of 60 people going to Bangladesh.  What an awesome group of people!  It sounds like we all have so much in common.  &lt;br /&gt;Today we had about 6 hours of orientations, and tomorrow I think we have about 8 more hours.  It's been pretty general stuff though; I don't think we'll actually get the answers we want until we get to Bangladesh.  I think we'll be in the capital city of Dhaka for a few days, then we'll move to our host families.  I still don't know anything about my host family, but I'm really excited.  This whole orientation has been a roller coaster of ups and downs - expressing our concerns and worries about some things, and sharing our hopes and excitement about others.  I can't believe this is finally happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112339457704027691?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112339457704027691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112339457704027691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112339457704027691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112339457704027691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/08/staging-in-san-francisco.html' title='Staging in San Francisco'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112249682363348240</id><published>2005-07-27T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T15:40:23.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype</title><content type='html'>I just found out about this program that I think may come in very handy.  It's called "Skype," and it's a program that lets you talk online for free.  It's like a phone, but uses the internet and computers instead.  I'm not sure how much interent access I will have, but it's worth a shot, so I signed up for it.  If anyone would like to "call" me, all you have to do is download the program at &lt;a href="http://www.skype.com/"&gt;www.skype.com&lt;/a&gt; and look me up.  My user name is magic4real.  Hope to hear from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112249682363348240?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112249682363348240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112249682363348240' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112249682363348240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112249682363348240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/07/skype.html' title='Skype'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112196565076733792</id><published>2005-07-19T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T12:07:30.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight plans</title><content type='html'>Yay, I finally have my flight information!  On August 5th I'll be flying to San Francisco for my staging (aka orientation).  It begins on the 6th, so I'll have one evening and a morning to hopefully cram in a little bit of sightseeing.  I've always wanted to go to San Francisco, but have never had the chance.  Hopefully I'll be able to hook up with some others from my group who will be arriving early also.  After a couple of days of orientation, on August 8, we head out on our incredibly long journey to Bangladesh.  It's a 10 hour 45 minute flight to Tokyo.  Then we have 2 hours layover.  Then it's about 6.5 hours to Bangkok.  Thankfully we get to spend the night there!  The next morning we have a 2.5 hr flight to the capital of Bangaldesh: Dhaka.  I'm not quite sure what will happen from there.  I can't wait though.  I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112196565076733792?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112196565076733792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112196565076733792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112196565076733792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112196565076733792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/07/flight-plans.html' title='Flight plans'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-112122098139235001</id><published>2005-07-12T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:16:21.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be saying good-bye for a month</title><content type='html'>This past week I was in Ohio and New York visiting relatives one last time before I leave for Bangladesh.  It's really weird saying good-bye so early, but I know I won't see most of these relatives for at least three years.  I usually only see most of them once a year anyway, but somehow it seems much different this time.  I guess it's finally hit me that this is REAL, and I really am leaving for Bangladesh in less than a month.  I feel like I have ten thousand things to do.  I'm so glad this is my last week of work.  I'll have about three weeks of just focusing on getting ready, seeing friends and family, freaking out, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;I've been meeting tons of people from my group going to Bangladesh online.  One of us set up a group on yahoo, and I think about half of the 60 or so of us going to Bangladesh have signed up for it.  We seem to be from all over the US.  Most of us are pretty recent college graduates.  It is so nice to meet everyone! Every time I start to feel stressed out about things, I just hop online and check the message board, and I get all inspired and encouraged again.  I can't wait to meet everybody in San Francisco for our staging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-112122098139235001?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/112122098139235001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=112122098139235001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112122098139235001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/112122098139235001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/07/ill-be-saying-good-bye-for-month.html' title='I&apos;ll be saying good-bye for a month'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-111998501701819132</id><published>2005-06-25T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T14:12:58.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reactions</title><content type='html'>It's been a very interesting experience letting people know that I am going into the Peace Corps. For the longest time while I was applying, I wasn't really sure if I would be accepted or not. I just told people that I was applying and had a fairly good chance at getting in. Everyone was so incredibly enthusiastic, told me how much they had always wanted to apply, told me how brave I was, how jealous they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found out I am going to Bangladesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I tell these same people the country that I have finally been chosen to go to, I usually get a blank "oh my gosh, I know I should say something nice, but I just can't think of anything!" stare. Looks of absolute horror! Come on people, what do you think Peace Corps is for? Bangladesh is one of the poorest countries in the world and needs a little help! This is why I am going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess a lot of people just have this very romantic image of Peace Corps. They envision volunteers living in cute little grass huts in some lush countryside. It's picture perfect - but it's not always reality. The reality is that Peace Corps goes to the countries it does for a reason. There is extreme poverty, illiteracy, unemployment, corruption, and yes, even violence.&lt;br /&gt;I know when I get these horrified looks, its because my friends and family are worried about me. Maybe they know something I don't, but all I know is that I want to help. I know I'm being incredibly idealistic, but I feel like I &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; help too. If I wanted a vacation, I would save up my money and take one. But I want to go somewhere where I can do some good, and where it'll be a challenge for me. I want to expand my horizons and really push myself. I know Bangladesh will be extremely difficult at times, but I think it will be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-111998501701819132?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/111998501701819132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=111998501701819132' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/111998501701819132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/111998501701819132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/06/reactions.html' title='Reactions'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-111963221221986056</id><published>2005-06-24T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T11:56:52.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introductions</title><content type='html'>Let me give a proper introduction of myself and why I have started this weblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Kathryn, and I'm 24 years old.  I am from a fairly small (45,000) town in Kansas.  I've lived here almost my entire life, except for the two years I lived in Germany as an exchange student.  The first time I lived in Germany was right after I graduated high school.  I went with an exchange student program and lived with a host family.  Two years later, I got a scholarship to study at a university in Germany for another year.  That time I lived in a student dorm.&lt;br /&gt;Those two years completely changed my life, and ever since then, I have had a terrible case of Wanderlust.  The thing is though, I don't want to just travel (although I'll take it when I can get it!).  I got spoiled by living in Germany.  I want to go to other places, other countries, and LIVE there.  I want to really get to know the place and people and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I will get my chance again come August 11, 2005.  I am joining the Peace Corps and moving to Bangladesh!  The first three months will be training - language, cultural, technical, safety, health, etc.  Then in November, my two years of service will begin.  I will be doing secondary English teaching as my primary job.  I can't get more specific about the job at this point, because that is really all I know about it.  It sounds like Peace Corps will kind of assess my skills and preferences during the 3 months of training, and then decide about half-way through the training where I will go in Bangladesh and what exactly I will do.  I will also be responsible for coming up with some kind of secondary project to work on.  Apparently the school system doesn't function very regularly, so I will have quite a bit of time for this secondary project.  I don't know yet what my project will be, but I'll come up with something once I get there and see what the community's wishes and needs are.  (I also hope to have plenty of time to study for my GRE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure where in Bangladesh I will be either.  The training will be in some city near the capital of Dhaka, and after that, all the volunteers will be scattered throughout the country.  For about the first six months, I will live with a host family.  After that, it is up to me to decide if I want to live in an apartment or continue living with a host family or what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering how much I tend to worry about things, I am amazingly calm about all these uncertainties.  Maybe it's because I've gotten used to Peace Corps telling me all the time that I shoud be patient, expect the unexpected, be flexible, etc. etc. etc.  Maybe all these years of giving orientations to high school foreign exchange students have rubbed off on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just crazy.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-111963221221986056?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/111963221221986056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=111963221221986056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/111963221221986056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/111963221221986056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/06/introductions.html' title='Introductions'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13003014.post-111955732118565949</id><published>2005-06-23T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T11:16:23.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog!</title><content type='html'>In August I will be moving to Bangladesh to begin two years of Peace Corps service.  I'm not sure how regular my internet access will be, but I will try to keep this blog going to update all my friends and family out there.  Eventually I hope to add links and pictures and all sorts of fun stuff to keep you all interested!  Please take a look around, and if you have any comments, questions, or other misc. ramblings, please let me know!  (Especially if you have any fun html codes, because I am a complete newbie at this!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13003014-111955732118565949?l=pcwanderlust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/feeds/111955732118565949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13003014&amp;postID=111955732118565949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/111955732118565949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13003014/posts/default/111955732118565949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcwanderlust.blogspot.com/2005/06/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my blog!'/><author><name>Kathryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17789090747438049915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qhi2S3H_75A/Sx2gjJVBThI/AAAAAAAAAAc/C763zV2pouI/S220/Photo+46.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
