Thursday, January 10, 2008

Back Home Again In Pucallpa

After spending over 24 hours in airports and losing my luggage in Lima, I am finally back in Pucallpa. Stepping off the plane I was hit with a blast of hot, humid air. It was quite nice after I had spent the last 12 hours freezing!! I got a taxi and went back to Km.38.

After getting settled the first order of business was to work on our public health program more. So Emily and I decided that we were going to spend a few days in town. We stayed at a different hostel than we normally stay in. This hostel was actually cleaner and we got our own bathroom, all for the grand total of $7 USD. The place we normally stay at costs around $3 USD and is tiny, gross, and has rats. So this was a nice change.

Unfortunately, I got sick again. I don't know what in the world is wrong with me. I woke up having diarrhea and by night time I was puking. I feel a little bit better today but just very week. Luckily, my work is just requiring me to sit in front of the computer and do some research. So that's not too bad.

Speaking of work, I suppose I should be getting back to that and stop playing around on the internet. I will update everyone soon with more pics and stuff. Ciao!

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Home for the Holidays

I lucked out!!! Not but two days after I left did the white fluffy stuff from the sky start to fall. You would think that my body would be in shock from living in the hot steamy jungles of Peru, but it wasn´t. In fact, I welcomed the cold. Snow is one of God´s little gifts to me. I said a quick thank-you prayer. That snowy Saturday I ended up playing in the snow.

Daddy and I seem to walk in snow storms, and this time was no different. We took a little walk in the bitter cold. It was one of my favorite things I did while I was home.

I really enjoyed the time home with my family. I wasn´t able to be with my family last year for Christmas because I had to work. New nurses get the crappy shifts.

I also got to see a few of my friends and talk on the phone with a lot of them.

I was just so happy and relaxed to be at home. Taking a hot shower was absolute bliss. Putting toilet paper in the toilet was different too. I always felt like I was doing something bad when I did. In Peru you have to put the TP in a trash can or you will mess us the plumbing.

I got to hear Christmas songs, see Christmas lights and decorations, drink hot chocolate, wear coats and sweaters, shop at Bath and Body Works after Christmas sale, celebrate Christmas with my family. I was truely blessed this Christmas.

Airport Madness

Excitement. That was the only emotion I felt as the plane took off from Pucallpa, PERU. I was going to be home for Christmas. The short 50 minutes flight to Lima went well. I went to the ticket counter in Lima to get my boarding pass only to find out that my plane was delayed by an hour. I didn´t think much of it.

As I walked up stairs to the little food court, my eyes witnessed a glorious sign, two in fact. Right before me was a Dunkin´Donuts and a Papa Johns Pizza. I went right up to the counter and got myself a pizza. I had not tasted anything that amazing in 5 months.

Well, after I was full I went thru security. It was then that I got hit with weirdness. I was leaving my outback city to go home to the modern world. It felt weird to be in an airport and see all the high tech stuff. My mind was kinda blown away. But after an hour I realized that I am American and used to this stuff so it wasn´t a big deal anymore.

On the plan I chatted with this nice local boy until we arrived in Miami. I looked down at my watch, I had only an hour to make thru customs and recheck my luggage and get my boarding pass to fly back home. I began to panick. Unfortunately, by the time customs was done, so was my flight. I then had to walk to the American counter and wait in the LONG LONG LONG line to find a ticket to take me home.

After about 45 minutes, it was finally my turn to the counter. This weary lady finally found me an empty flight to Dallas. Granted, I did not want to have to go that far out of the way, but I had no choice. From Dallas I was to fly on to Indianapolis.

When we touched down in Dallas I was again stressed and mad. The flight took a little over two hours and my flight to Indianapolis left in that last hour. I thought I had missed my flight. Then to my relief I realized that Dallas was an hour behind. I was so happy!!! So from there I made my flight to Indianapolis. I was so happy to see my parents when I got to the airport. Unfortunately, my luggage didn´t make. But at that point I didn´t care. I was just grateful for the fact that I made it to Indy. Luckily, my luggage was waiting for me bright and early the next morning on my doorstep.