This week I:
Drove my motorcycle through a herd of cows….three times.
Got plenty of practice driving the same motorcycle through puddles, mud, narrow dirt paths, and across plank “bridges.”
Ate Thai food at a Cambodian restaurant with Japanese people while the proprietor cranked up the John Denver and Johnny Cash, just for us.
In the process of using the roll of toilet paper in the bathroom, made some new friends who had decided to relax there for awhile: a mouse, a small cockroach, a big cockroach, and one baby scorpion.
Met the mommy scorpion while walking out the door to go to work.
Started riding my bicycle to and from the office once a day in order to get some exercise.
Realized just how much sweat this exercise generates.
Worked on materials for a staff orientation handbook.
Had my landlord knock on my door at 6:30 Monday morning to surprise me by delivering a bed for me to use.
Bought a mattress to use with the bed.
Tried not to fall off of the back of the motorcycle while my new Swiss roommate gave me and the mattress a ride back to the house.
Saw the aftereffects of a car driving off the road and under a house—“under” because the house, like many of the homes here, is elevated on stilts or beams. The car knocked over two of these beams—the house was still standing, but barely.
Visited two of the villages my team works in.
Attended several training sessions with the other FHCambodia staff, part of an ongoing training process in community development.
Had welcome bottle of aloe vera after-sun gel delivered to me by the American facilitator of these training sessions.
Managed to have my shoe fall off while driving my motorcycle; not once, but twice.
Prepared two new laptops for office staff to use.
Slowly started getting unpacked and moved into my new house.
Bought a few baguette-type loaves of bread, the only thing locally available. Saved one to eat for breakfast only to find out it had come complete with a family of ants living inside.
Gave a valiant effort at making tortillas.
Tried not to eat too much of my stock of peanut butter, crackers, and cereal from the city.
Watched a dvd on my laptop—while under my mosquito net and pretending my fan was turning faster than the low electricity was allowing it to turn.
Kept muddling through trying to get the hang of living here and understanding what is going on around me.
Made it through one more week in Anlong Veng.