Ah, first of many stomach aches that I am sure to come. This one is all my fault though, we came to Dili and I gorged on American food! I have a slight fever but it is mainly the impending feeling of throwing up that I am feeling.
Other than my having my first experience with being sick my day wasn’t too exciting-just Tetun and then technical training. Something did happen on the way home from class though. So I always walk home with TC, Joe and Randy, right? Well rewind to this morning, there as this “drunk” or crazy guy near our house. The word they kept using was bulak and it translates to crazy but they said he was drunk (probably a little of both). Well, my host mom yelled at him and Anto told me that he gets arrested a lot. No we meet this guy right before we go down the hill to our houses. He shakes all our hands (TC is on guard now). We proceed down the hill and the guys make me go first because the bulak was following us. I walked straight into my house with Randy and we tell my family that the guy is following us. All of the kids (probably about 20-25 of them and all of the women start screaming at the man and chase him away. It was so cool, I felt so important. They tell us to integrate so our family will care about you and protect you. Well my family did just that! I am carrying a whistle everywhere I go now and TC keeps checking on me. I don’t feel unsafe at all and I am so glad to know that all of these people care about me.
Oh to Gimpy now, she is doing well-nice and fat. She knows her name. We were just mentioning her and she came running out of the bedroom-it was very cut.
I am starting to really like it here. Anto is so nice. We talked about me leaving today and she said she is going to miss me. They want to send coffee home to my mom and dad.
So, I think Saturday night I am having a slumber party at Erins.
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