We sat at a local bar/restaurant (which had this view)
A homeless man (or so I assumed) approached our group as we waited for the bus and showed us us ribs asking for money so he could get food (someone said they thought it was a six pack and not his ribs but I didn't really stare). I had the chicken roti that we all got for lunch in my purse, and it being Ramadan and all too I told him I wouldn't give him money but that I had food. So I gave him my chicken roti, hoping to see him take it gratefully and maybe start eating since he claimed to be hungry. But he just kind of waited around, I think assuming everyone else would give him something too.
We also had a little bit of drama at the end of the night when it was time to come home and we were all paranoid after all our safety and security lectures and decided not to trust the bus driver when he told us he was the one sent to get us because we didn't see the PeaceCorps banner Margo told us to look for. But it was all alright in the end, I think some of us were just being careful and other's were just cranky and tired. Personally, I was just really darn hungry after fasting all day and wanted to get back for dinner.
Random bench we all have been enjoying the view from out back. I sat and read my book before the sun set after training the other day. My butt started hurting after a little bit though...
Here is the gorgeous view of our dining hall (behind the tree). I should probably have posted a picture showing you the other side but I wanted you to see where we eat. The nun's that have been serving us here at Coubaril Retreat have been awesome btw.
David shared some yummy recipes with us tonight for some awesome apple cake and swedish pancakes as well, and Julie Ann started talking about her herb stuffed turkey so I think I'm off to dream about yummy food now...
Hi, I'm a PCV EC78 here on Saint Lucia - glad to see you are enjoying the island. Good luck on your adventure! Karen www.karensplanet.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteI am so proud of you, reading your blog makes my heart soar and my soul flood with pride. The pictures are stunning, and your hapiness permeates in every word you type and every picture you post. I love and adore you, and even though a part of me is missing without you, I still sense you everytime I step into the pantry =) I hear your voice from the sugar jar I think =)
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