So I had my first little battle
with homesickness on Wednesday. I was busy for most of the day, so it sort of
snuck up on me; but by dinner time I was just flat out sad. I talked on the
phone with Mom and Dad for a while though……that goes a long way to help a
heartache.
Then
Thursday morning, in between trips to the school to hand out my survey, my host
sister knocked on my door to tell me there was someone at the front to speak
with me. When I got to the front door, much to my surprise, I found a mail
carrier. A little background at this point: There are maybe three post offices
in all of Ancash, two on my side of the mountain and only one that I know of on
the other. More than that, I have not been able to find three people in this
town who actually think there ARE mail carriers that come to our town (or mail
carriers in general….). However, this nice lady asked me to sign for two
packages. Turns out that it was stuff Natalie sent to me in Lima almost two
months ago! The main office in Lima found them and forwarded them to the only
address they had for me at the time. I have no house number so the address
written on the package was the family name, that the house is located next to
the school and the name of my town……and the packages actually got to me :-P So
after spending a full 24 hours missing home I suddenly had cards from Nat and
Mark, Starburst, Jellie-Bellies, and pizza goldfish that weren’t even crunched up.
“Oh yeah,” says the Cool-Aid man.
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