Maggie's Journey to Armenia

Barev!
This past Sunday, my village had a holiday of sorts. The men woke up early to slaughter a family animal (usually a sheep) and the women prepared the house for family. We took my father’s marshutni to a church up the hill and lit candles in memory of family members. When we returned back to the house, I was greeted by twenty of my host extended family members. How overwhelming (and exciting).

This was my first, of I am sure many to come, celebrations here in Hayastan. I was able to see the toasting, the feasting, and even some dancing for the first time.

In addition to this village holiday, the World Cup started last week. This has been a way for me to bond with my host dad and brothers who are usually quiet around me. It also has been a great excuse for gathering with the other trainees and hear about life in other villages near Charentsevan. I thought life in the smallest (and newest PC village) would be rough, but I have had it easier than others. My host family remodeled a new bathroom when I arrived. On the other hand, we have not had any running water for the past week. I had my first bucket bath a few days ago and my first hand washed laundry experience today. Life sure is simple here. I am soaking it all in….now, if only that language would soak in as well!

-Maggie