Day One

I arrived in D.C. this morning for Peace Corps orientation. There are about 50 Volunteers in my cohort, including two couples, and it's amazing how diverse our group is. From our introductions, I would have to say that at least half of the states are represented. Everyone seems great, and I can already sense the beginning of life-long friendships. As I learn more about the Peace Corps mission and experience, I feel much more confident about my decision. And I am especially happy to learn that we aim to become effective development facilitators, as opposed to outside "experts", via a participatory process. In this way, we are hoping to promote sustainability and empowerment.
I already feel like I am part of a family, and I can't wait to begin my service. It's been a long but worthwhile day.

Traveling

Traveling to me is like reading a widely recommended book that catches my interest. Whether it's the scenery or the culture, I have traveled to see and experience new things that have been recommended. And just like I rarely read a book more than once, I am always thinking about what novel place I will visit next. But now I will be returning to Costa Rica to work as a Peace Corps volunteer. I'll admit that I was a bit hesitant at first, and I was glad to read that the PC acknowledged my first reactions: Why there? Will people take me seriously when I tell them? I guess I had romanticized the idea of working in extremely harsh and isolated conditions, in a totally foreign culture. But as I read my welcome packet, I am considering the opportunities of returning to this beautiful country, knowing the language, and living in a community that is rarely seen by tourists, a role I played not too long ago.