I was told we had no school Friday, and admittedly, I didn’t look for someone to corroborate/contradict that information. As it turns out we did have school Friday. Oops. Last night I checked with my neighbor Maengi about whether we had school today. “Oh yes,” she said. So this morning I headed to campus, only to run into Maengi on the way over. “The pule’s not here, so you only to sign your name in the sign-in book, and then you can go home.” Awesome.
It’s a little frustrating keeping the day open because I could probably better structure my day if I knew I’d have hours and hours free, but oh well. I’ll take it. I headed back to my house and read my book. Max texted to invite me to lunch, and I accepted. A bunch of us ate at Mari’s, which has the distinction of offering the only “Mexican” food in the country. The food is mediocre at best, but they have satellite TV and we watched The Situation Room with Wolf Blitzer over lunch.
Max came back with me afterwards to help me fix my server. We got it back up in working condition and re-installed Windows on one of the student computers and then cloned that one on the rest of the machines, so now my entire network is brand new.
The day culminated in Sara and Cale’s final dinner in Samoa. Max and I headed over to Italiano’s Pizza, the obligatory site of just every volunteer’s last meal in Samoa. And I gotta say, Cale and Sara can draw a crowd. Poor Max, who’s leaving the 4th of January was bummed because so many people will be gone for his departure. “There’s no way I’m getting this many people at my Goodbye Dinner,” he said. True, Max, because we’ll all be overseas.
I realize Cale and Sara’s departure has been covered in their own blog, so I’ll just say that it’s sad to see them go—we’ve gotten to be pretty good friends over the past year, and the Peace Corps will be lonelier without them—but at the same time, everything about the Peace Corps is so tentative and capricious, you learn to enjoy the time you have and then accept the changing of the seasons.
We had big shoes to fill when Group 77 left, and Group 82 has their work cut out for them now. And next year when we leave, Group 83 will take over for us. Good luck.
I hope you’re well. Pictures below.
Pizza tonight. Benj and Ben eating in the foreground. Cale and Sara in the right of center in the background.
Cale takes advice from Ryan as he bucks the trend of writing on the walls of Italiano and instead signs the post outside, ironically writing, "It's tradition. You have to."
This spider was outside my shower last night. Man, you really freak me out.