Thursday, October 24, 2013

Once you shit in a bag, everything else is uphill.

First thing’s first:  we had big news last hub day.  We were told that our two-week permanent site visit was being cancelled.  Here’s why:

So, since the assassination of Nepal’s king and the introduction of a relatively democratic system, Nepal hasn’t actually had a constitution.  Since the Maoist rebels and the government came to an agreement and the nearly 10 years of violence stopped, the interim government has been trying to hold elections to elect people to write a new constitution.  Various political parties, who are opposed to one aspect, or another, of the process, for the last 10 years, have delayed this process.  The international community has been putting lots of pressure on Nepal to finally follow through.  So, this November 19th an election is to be held.  We’ll see if it actually happens, but regardless of what happens, there will probably be violence from unhappy parties.  At this point, thousands of election police are being trained and government vehicles are forbade to drive until after the election.  This means that it’s dangerous on the roads, and that none of our government counterparts could meet us for our planned conference.  Also, the anticipated violence means that, at this point, they are not sure how long we’ll have to stay in PST, as it may be too dangerous to travel within the couple of weeks (or, yikes, months!) after the election.  This means that we have, at least, three more weeks of language classes than any of had mentally prepared ourselves for. 

Some people do not seem bothered by this, but this news hit me like a raging water buffalo.  I had wrapped my mental health around the countdown to that two-week break.  I know that I’ll make it through however long they keep us here, but I can’t say that I’ll do it with a good attitude (overrated) and without many nights/mornings of anxiety diarrhea. 

Speaking of which, I had another day of debilitating diarrhea, brought on by-your best guess.  Everything here seems to be covered in some sort of poop, so it’s really a miracle that we’re all not sick a lot more! 

We had our mock Language test yesterday and I scored Intermediate Mid, which was my goal-and is the final level that we have to test out at, so I’m feeling alright about language, although it’s definitely a daily struggle-made no easier by my language teacher.  We definitely have a personality clash and I hate the way he teaches-very combative and patronizing.  It’s been very difficult in class with him, but I’m trying really hard to get beyond it, to just get what I have to out of the class and never have to deal with him again. 

I think many of us are hoping that with the extension of the number of days they have to teach us, that maybe we’ll go down to four hours of class per day-that would be a joy!

Other than that, things are pretty normal.  I use the squat toilet, take showers (twice a week if I’m feeling inspired) our of a bucket, eat the same food everyday (with my hands), wash my clothes by hand and hang on the roof of the bathroom to dry, and just speak Nepali tons and tons. 

I really can’t wait to get out to my permanent site, although I know that it will be hard in different ways, I’m feeling very much over this whole situation. 

I’m already thinking about what I’d like to do when I’m done (I know-crazy!), but in alternating days (or hours) I think that it would be nice to move back to Missoula, or at least the Mountain/Pacific Northwest and work close to home, or else it would be nice to move to some big city and get a fancy job with a big Development organization-who knows what will happen, but it’s those kind of long-term goals that get one through hard times, so I’m clinging with every fiber of my mental health. 

So, who is going to come visit me?  Tyson is already planning a trip for next summer, but I’d take anyone coming sooner, as well!  Once you get here, it’s really cheap, so for those of you who aren’t making tons of money (nearly everyone, probably!) that should be an incentive!

Lots of love from Nepal,


Maria

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Warning: Pictures of dead animals in this post!


My little bookcase/family shrine.


Hub day!


My room.


My new family-a friend and her son, my Didi, my Bahini and my Bhai.


View from my house-not too shabby.






Chautara break time!




Chautara time!




The kitchen at my new house.


Little brother (Bhai)


The giant swing (ping) that is erected for Dahain 



Little sister (Bahini) on the far right.





Goat sacrifice.





My old Didi-Hira.


The homemade somosas, goat meat, coke and beans that my Didi made for me.


The improved cookstove that we made.


Family time!


Didi and Bhai.


My hajur ama (grandma)


My Didi, her son and Husband



Whole family 








Tullughaun ping!






My Didi and her friend on the ping!





THE CUTEST BABY GOATS EVER!! GAAAHHHHH!!!




My new house.


The tika(blessing) that I received for Dahain


My traditional outfit.