Well I have done it. I am now officially allowed to ride a bike with a top gear of 120 mph around Indonesia. The bike training was tough. Not the exercises on the bike, but the heat and all the padded gear we had to wear!! I was sweating and stinking like a pig for two whole days. However I now have the joy of borrowing a bike and going out by myself, which I am not particularly looking forward to, but it has to be done so that I can get my confidence up on the bike. This week I have been tired and quite fed up. Has been that changing to a new country is tiring.
Had a bit of a black spot last week where none of the Indonesian Language made any sense to me for a whole two days, but it seems to have come back now. Volunteers are all starting to get a but tetchy with each other, as we have spent so much time together, and we are all at the different stages of the change process. I seem to have my first dip and was close to wanting to come home, as everything just seemed a bit too hard, but I seem to have come out of the other end. Amazing what watching 7 hours of the West Wing can achieve.
Today I have been sarong and sash shopping. A photo will appear as soon as I have one. This is in preparation for a wedding I am going to next Sunday. So lots of photo's will follow. Have also found out that in Indonesian culture they celebrate when girls start menstruating. Glad this is a bit more private and confidential in England.
Hope everyone is well, and much more will appear in the next installment.
Had a bit of a black spot last week where none of the Indonesian Language made any sense to me for a whole two days, but it seems to have come back now. Volunteers are all starting to get a but tetchy with each other, as we have spent so much time together, and we are all at the different stages of the change process. I seem to have my first dip and was close to wanting to come home, as everything just seemed a bit too hard, but I seem to have come out of the other end. Amazing what watching 7 hours of the West Wing can achieve.
Today I have been sarong and sash shopping. A photo will appear as soon as I have one. This is in preparation for a wedding I am going to next Sunday. So lots of photo's will follow. Have also found out that in Indonesian culture they celebrate when girls start menstruating. Glad this is a bit more private and confidential in England.
Hope everyone is well, and much more will appear in the next installment.
Hey Rachel!
ReplyDeleteAm in Tanzania with Lou now, and although have been here only 8 days, I AM TIRED!!! So I can imagine you certainly are too. Dar es Salaam is mental, dusty and dangerous, but in Morogoro in the mountains for 2 weeks which is more relaxing. Living in a mission for these two weeks and being woken by the nuns singing, strange but beautiful. Will keep reading your log...dont get to down ok. Zoe H.x