June 23, 2013
The weekend in David was absolute MADNESS. In the best way, of course. It was so good to see all of the people from the west side of the country whom I hadn't seen in over two months, or at least since swearing in. It was also Lindsay's birthday a volunteer from Group 70. The first night was just us ladies myself and my little group of lady friends, which was nice because it was a chance for us to catch up after a while without having to limit our discussion topics. One thing I am realizing in Peace Corps is that having friends with whom you can speak openly with is absolutely invaluable. I have probably spent more money on saldo (phone minutes) than anything else since being here. Even though I have a pretty good grasp on the Spanish language being limited to just speaking, and listening and breathing Spanish all the time can drive someone insane and exhaust the brain. So weekend trips like these are more therapeutic than anything else really. I won't go into the details of the craziness of the weekend but in sum it involved: street meat, getting kicked off the stage of the discoteca, and late nate pool swimming with all of the group 72 volunteers.
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