I recently returned from a week in Gaborone for my Mid-Service Training with the rest of my Bots 12 intake group. To summarize I'll quote my friend Tate; at one point she leaned over and asked, "Do you also feel like you've been a part of a 48 hour therapy session?" Along with a whole lot of talking through our feelings (okay, it was actually kind of nice to assess my own and hear from other PCVs), we exchanged best practices and spent quality time catching up. But now I'm back in my village, and after a week in the city, a few things stand out. You can tell you're back in the village when:
5. Your hair is dirty because after a week of hot showers, bucket bathing and washing your hair in the cold is no fun.
4. The people and children around you are screaming 'Lorato' instead of 'Lekgoa.'.
3. You hear gun shots, meaning there will be meat hanging under a tree in the afternoon.
2. You forget your groceries in a hitch and your driver was incredibly kind, went out of his way to track you down on his return trip to Maun two days later to give them back to you.
1. That driver was also easily able to find you and your house in which to drop the food, with only the name of your village.
It's good to be back in Etsha 13.