Category Archives: family

an unrelated note.

but entirely related to me at this moment. i am going to miss my current host family so much. i know that i will see them again when i visit with mike in december, but they have been so patient and supportive. i missed them even while i was just gone for a week at fbt. i received delightful facebook messages from my sister, norma, which only made my heart grow fonder.

i love this picture of my mom.

i have the best host mom, who not only exhibited patience, but also a nurturing hand when i had the world’s worst sinus infection and when i was most recently sick to my stomach. she also waits up for me when i am out late, and watches me walk down the street when i leave for training in the morning. she readily gives her living space for me to have haphazard youth group meetings, and even buys inca kola as a refreshment for the kids. she knows that i have a love for palta and reminds me each week that they are available at the market.

mi mama y yo (i feel/look so tall next to her).

needless to say, i have the world’s best host family. seriously, there is no beating them. it’s not possible.

 

victor y yo.

chooky.

family time at norkey’s!

yesterday, my family and i made a special outing to chosica for lunch. we got pollo a la brasa at a peruvian chain, norkey’s. honestly, it was fantastic. in fact, the food left for full for the rest of the night. while there, there were some clowns performing (peruvians love their clowns). in the background, i could hear them announcing that their clown friend “chooky” was going to join them…come to find out that what they were trying to say was “chuckie.” you know, from the horror film franchise that never ends? anyways, they had “chooky” (a kid in a clown costume wearing a “chuckie” mask) going around the restaurant handing out balloons to all the kids. surprisingly, i was the only person in the restaurant bothered by this…my family got a kick out of it though.

chooky.

the best part was when they had chooky dance to los watchitorros (please see my la musica. post). i am telling you, they love that song here.

MY FIRST QUIÑCE.

last week i attended my first quiñce celebration. needless to say, it was quite the party. the party was for a friend of my sister, norma. we had a blast, though to be honest, i was far from having my health renewed. the best part was probably having my mom ask me to go dance with my sister, which meant i essentially joined a few dozen 14-year-olds on the dance floor. let’s just say that i showed that middle school dance who’s the boss.

also, it is peruvian quiñce tradition that the birthday girl be presented at midnight…which made this night my latest night out since being in peru…partying late with the sis and mom.

quite the formal setting in a local restaurant.

mi máma y hermana, norma.

the grand entrance.

her first dance…which lasted about 20 minutes and she danced with every male figure in her family. this was followed with additional speeches given by every single male in her extended family.

so much clapping was involved. also, i love that kid on the right’s flock of seagulls hairdo.

mi hermana and sus amigas.

throw your hands up in the air like you just don’t care.

ceviche on the beache.

ceviche.

the above is a little peru 19 “inside joke” from staging, but last sunday i did get to indulge in my first helping of ceviche. if you know me, then you know this is a big step forward for me, as i am not a seafood person. the good news is that there was enough raw onion to over power any fish flavor and that i love raw onions…and i didn’t get sick from it.

my family getting ready to dine. clockwise: victor (8), claudia (17), alejandro (my cousin-14), norma (14), virgilio (43), nelly (43). please notice the heaping pile of food nestled next to very full plates of ceviche.

my host family.

on sunday i met my host family.

mi mama: nelly

mi papa: virgilio (it still takes me about a full minute to get that name out of my mouth)

mi hermanas: claudia y norma; 17 and 14 respectively

mi hermano: victor; 8

they are just a delight. my mom is super patient and helps me with my spanish. and i shared my nail polish with my sisters. and victor likes to tease me. so pretty much, i feel right at home.

one.

yesterday marked just one week left until i go. you may be wondering how one spends their last week in the states…

well, my seattle extended family (read: hans+cat+imri) arrived and we have been visiting my favorite watering holes throughout the state. i figured since i am bypassing summer, i would fit it into a week. that means tubing down the comal, hiking to hamilton pool and swimming at barton springs. of course this will include some amazing chips and salsa and bbq. more of these last few days pre-adventure will be documented on my personal blog.

in the midst of all the adventure, the reality of saying goodbye has begun, and though it is just a “see you later” to many, it is the end to a chapter in my life. the ending of chapters in one’s life is always difficult, but nothing can beat the excitement of beginning a new one.

i am just the luckiest girl in the world to have her best friends in town to help end/begin all that is to come.

get ready pcv’s and peru…here i come (in one week)!

two.

just two weeks before i board a plane to dc.

my dad and jill threw a great goodbye for me that included a ton of sweets, chips and salsa, and the color orange. what more could a girl ask for?

bang. bang.

who’s down with npp?!?!

in other pre-departure preparations, i have my language interview scheduled for tuesday. additionally cathans+imri arrive on tuesday, which also happens to be my last day of work. i suppose tuesday is turning into quite the milestone of a day!

five weeks and counting.

i am lucky to have the overwhelming support of my friends and family members.

my dear friend, cat, over at fox in the pine, dedicated a whole week to peru in support of my impending move. check out some of the posts here!

also, i would like to note that i have ordered all my gear, and every time i come home it’s like christmas with a new box awaiting to be opened!

bienvenido!

welcome! and thank you for joining me on this incredible journey that i am about to embark on. though, if you ask me, it’s already begun…back in december to be exact, when i finally received my assignment.

for those of you not familiar, this process has taken much longer than anticipated. the average application process is between 12-18 months, which by the time i depart will have taken that much time. however, it was originally only going to be a 3-4 month turnaround, but there was hiccup with the usps and my medical work. somehow, though my documents were addressed to dc, they magically ended up spending about 3 weeks in indiana. needless to say it was an eventful few weeks, and the local post master got to know me more than s/he ever cared to.

when all was said and done and my paperwork arrived, i pondered further about the commitment i was ready to embark on and having missed my slated departure timeline, i decided that i needed some additional time with my family before leaving, so i delayed for a spring departure….which now leads us to my june departure for peru!

when i received the notification (thanksgiving week to be exact) that my invitation had been mailed, i spent the next two weeks anxiously awaiting the arrival of my postman daily. fyi, he arrives around 5:15pm everyday. but who’s keeping track, right?

the evening it arrived, i received a voicemail from my dad stating the ups man dropped off a hefty little box from dc. i raced home…the moment that i have been waiting for finally arrived. a part of me didn’t want to open the envelope. i wasn’t sure if i was ready to start this next chapter in the journey. i quickly came to senses when i arrived home.

i put my dear ones (hans, cat & imri) on conference call from seattle and had my dad sit across from me at the table. as i opened my box, i found another blue document box inside. placed directly at the front was a letter from my placement officer. as i read it, my voice got more high-pitched and louder. in fact, i am positive it went like this, “you are invited to serve in the country of peeerrUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” i am not even exaggerating. i am also positive there was jumping and dancing in my kitchen…by me…

it must be noted that i had been crossing my fingers for the previous month or so for placement in peru. i was put in touch with a current volunteer there, who had been more than helpful during this entire application process and he had nothing but positive remarks about his country and the pc program therein. however, i also recognized that i could have been placed anywhere in the world, so i was relieved and ecstatic to learn that i would be heading to peru.

and so it began. sending in my visa and peace corps passport information. surviving my yellow fever vaccination. creating my wish list (hint, hint) to help me budget prior to my departure. getting the deep clean by my dentist. and here i am, with just 57 days left before i go. but really. who’s keeping count, right?