Posted by: pckatie | October 24, 2014

Last Day of School!

Today I woke up at my usual 5:00am, headed out to Gaira where I spent the morning at my school, and around noon I caught the bus back into town (after a minor setback due to a protest closing the road into Santa Marta).  It is a routine I have been through countless times before, but this time it was different, because today was the last time I will ever do it.

I am going to miss this view on my morning commute!

I am going to miss this view on my morning commute!

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IED Simon Bolivar de Gaira

My teachers and students have known for a few months that this day was coming and about a week ago people started saying “Katy no te vayas!” every time I walked out of a room.  All week I have been walking into little surprise despedidas with my classes.  I taught my regular classes today and spent lots of time playing with the kids, giving lots of besitos, talking to my teachers, and taking pictures.  It was a day full of alegria, which is exactly what I have come to expect from people in the happiest country in the world.

Despedida with my fourth graders!

Despedida with my fourth graders!

"Teacher Kati, thank you for teaching me to speak English"

“Teacher Kati, thank you for teaching me to speak English”

These young women have very bright futures and I could not be more proud of them.

These young women have very bright futures and I could not be more proud of them.

In the last period we all gathered and the teachers gave speeches thanking me for the work I have done and reminding me that I am always welcome in their homes whenever I want to come visit.  They prayed for my safe journey home and also threw in a prayer that I hurry up and get married and have lots of children :-P  They said I am a part of their family and that they past two years have been a blessing.  When it was my turn to speak all I could do is tell them that I will never be able to put into words how much my time with them has meant to me and how much I appreciate the hard work they have put into improving their English program, sharing their culture with me, and welcoming me into their lives.

A beautiful seashell windchime from Carmen and Marcelo to remind me of the coast!

A beautiful seashell wind chime from Carmen and Marcelo to remind me of the coast!

These girls sang me a song in English!

These girls sang me a song in English!

As I walked out of my school for the last time today, I felt the tears welling up.  The whole school piled out into the front yard and the fences were lined with students and teachers waving and shouting their goodbyes.  I am sure you could hear the shouts of “No te vayas!” and the entire student body chanting “Te queremos, Katy, te queremos!” for miles.  One of my favorite second grade students managed to escape and came running up to me.  She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and said, “You don’t have to be sad, because you will always have us in your heart, just like we will keep you in ours forever.”  I gathered her up in my arms and gave her one last kiss before handing her off to a teacher.  I waved and turned to walk away as tears streamed down my face.

Saying goodbye to these little faces nearly killed me!

How do you say goodbye to these little faces?

I have spent the majority of my time these past two years within those walls.  It is the place where I experienced my greatest successes and most devastating failures.  It is the place where I proudly stood by watching my teachers grow professionally and students progress academically.  It is a place where the lessons I learned outnumbered the lessons I taught.  It is a place that contains people I love, many of whom I may never see again.  It is a place full of memories that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

So much love for so many little people!

So much love for so many little people!

Some of the fantastic teachers I had the privilege to work with these last two years!

Some of the fantastic teachers I had the privilege to work with these last two years!

I will work in many schools throughout my future as an educator, with hundreds of students and teachers, but none will leave an impression on my heart like that left by IED Simon Bolivar de Gaira.  It wasn’t always easy, but it was all worth it.

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Until next time….paz y amor.

Posted by: pckatie | October 19, 2014

Final Weeks

My time here in Colombia is quickly coming to a close, and lately I have been busier than ever!  Here is the latest and greatest from the happiest country in the world!

Teaching English for Primary Classrooms (TEPC)

For the last two years I have worked with fellow volunteers to hold weekly night classes for public school teachers from across Santa Marta.  It has been a very rewarding project and so fun to see these teachers enthusiastic about bringing these new methodologies into their classrooms.  We held our final class and presented the teachers who attended the majority of the classes throughout the year with certificates.  They insisted on taking us out for a nice dinner to say thank you, and it was delicious!

Certificate Ceremony

Certificate Ceremony

Some of our most consistent students!

Some of our most consistent students!

Dinner with our teachers!

Dinner with our teachers!

Rogelia and Myriam.

Rogelia and Myriam.

Women and Gender in Development

I attended my last Women and Gender in Development committee meeting.  Although I never managed to get a girls group started at my school due to a lack of interest from counterparts, I was able to use a lot of the materials we complied in this committee to hold workshops for girls and young women at my school and in the community.  This is an amazing group of volunteers and I am excited to see future projects from PC Colombia!

Women and Gender in Development Committee

Women and Gender in Development Committee

The Replacements

A new group of volunteers (CII6) arrived in August and have been in Barranquilla completing their pre-service training.  Last Friday I found out who will be replacing me at my school!  His name is Erick and I am already positive that he is a perfect fit for Simon Bolivar.  The new Santa Marta group came to visit for a couple days this week.  We all went out to a welcome dinner last night at Pizza Vomito (yep, your high school Spanish is not failing you, it’s actually called ‘vomit pizza’).  Today and tomorrow the new volunteers are visiting their schools to meet everyone and observe some classes.  Erick hit it off with the teachers and kids right away today and everyone is so excited to start working with him!  As sad as I am to leave my school, I am so happy to know that I am leaving it in such capable hands!

Welcoming the new group of Santa Marta volunteers!

Welcoming the new group of Santa Marta volunteers!

Me and Erick (the new volunteer at my school) at dinner.

Me and Erick (the new volunteer at my school) at dinner.

Four generations of Peace Corps Santa Marta in one picture! (CII3, CII4, CII5, and CII6)

Four generations of Peace Corps Santa Marta in one picture! (CII3, CII4, CII5, and CII6)

Erick introducing himself in one of the classrooms on our tour of the school!

Erick introducing himself in Betzaida’s classroom on our tour of the school!

Me, Erick, and our wonderful counterpart Raquel!

Me, Erick, and our wonderful counterpart Raquel!

My last day of school is this Friday and then I will have a few days to pack and do all my favorite things a few more times!  I can’t believe I am saying this but…less than 2 weeks left in Colombia!

Until next time…….paz y amor.

Posted by: pckatie | October 10, 2014

Despedida en Bayunca

Having to change sites and leaving Bayunca was hands down the most difficult part of my service, but despite how hard it was to leave, I am still grateful to have had the experience.  If you missed my site change way back when, you can read about it here.

This week is Semana Uribe which means a week with no school.  I decided to make the trip out to Bayunca to see my family one last time before I leave.  I packed up a big suitcase with all of the clothes and things I am not bringing home with me and took it to leave with my family.  Whatever they can’t use, they will bring to the church and give away.

Group selfie!

Group selfie!

When I arrived it happened to be absolutely POURING rain and unfortunately there is a fair amount of dirt/mud between where I get off the bus and the house!  Luckily, I had help because of course everyone was standing in the window waiting for me to get there and all came running out to help!  We sat and talked for awhile and then headed out and walked around the pueblo yelling ‘adios‘ to everyone as we passed and catching up with people. Then we had dinner (beef, plantains, rice, and juice…my favorite!).  The next day I spent the whole day hanging around the house as people who had heard I was in town stopped by to visit.  My tia Heidy made some delicious arroz con leche for dinner and then we had a massive sleepover on the floor in the bedroom.  On the last day we had huevos pericos and bollo (my favorite breakfast) and then everyone went through the suitcase of clothes I bought and did a fashion show to decide who would keep what.  They all gave me little recuerdos like jewelry, make up, and candies.  One of the projects I was working on while I lived in Bayunca was a project with children who have various special needs.  My tia Heidy has continued the project and taken it further than I ever though possible.  She has turned it into a foundation and while I was in Bayunca we went over what has been done and made some plans for the next steps.  She gave me a polo with the foundation’s logo and asked me to be an honorary founder so that I will be contacted and included in the future of the foundation.  It made me so happy to see that while I had very little time to get things going in Bayunca, some things were able to continue and grown in my absence.

Approximately 3 gallons of the world's most delicious arroz con leche.

Approximately 3 gallons of the world’s most delicious arroz con leche.

Tia Martha

Tia Martha

Tia Heidy

Tia Heidy

Tia Marlin

Tia Marlin

It was really great to spend time with everyone and the relationship I have with them is so special to me.  Although I only lived there for five months and have been away three times that long, it still felt like going home.  It was a whirlwind few days filled with so many family members I can’t even remember who I saw, lots of celebrating, holding all of the babies that have been born since I left, so much food I thought I might die, plenty of sitting around in plastic chairs, and many very heartfelt goodbyes.

With my favorite boys..Juan Manuel and Elias David

With my favorite boys..Juan Manuel and Elias David.  I couldn’t believe how much they’ve grown!

The ladies and Numa!

The ladies and Tio Numa!

One of the reasons I was hesitant to go visit was because I am especially close with my 95 year old abuelo, Alfredo, and I was worried it would be too difficult for me to say goodbye.  On the last morning when it came time for me to leave my abuelo grasped my hands and told me, “Please do not cry.  This might be the last time we see each other here on Earth, but we will be reunited one day in Heaven where you will finally get to meet my beautiful wife.”  He went on to tell me, “I hope that God blesses you in all that you do, and know that I will be with you when you get married, have children, and all the other happy moments in your life.”  He then handed me a rosary which I have never seen him without, that belonged to his wife, Bienvenida.  I told him I couldn’t possibly accept the rosary because I know how much it means to him.  He told me it is his most prized possession, which is why he wants me to have it, and hopes that it will remind me of him and my time in Bayunca.  Upon which I promptly burst into tears.  And when I say burst into tears, I don’t mean a few tears slid down my cheek, I mean I BURST into tears.  I said goodbye to each family member and thanked them again for all that they have done for me.  There was a huge crowd of people gathered in front of the house saying goodbye.  It was an overwhelming blur of hugs, kisses, prayers, tears, and smiles.  They filled my backpack up with bananas and then walked me out to the bus.  I waved out the window and watched them shrinking into the distance as a bus full of concerned Colombians stared at the sobbing gringa.

Abuelo Alfredo...95 years young.

Abuelo Alfredo…95 years young.

Telling me that it's not goodbye, it's see you soon.

Telling me that it’s not goodbye, it’s see you soon.

So much love.

   

This family opened their arms to me when I was a complete stranger and treated me as one of their own.  I can share all of my pictures and stories, but I will never be able to convey just how much these people mean to me.  They don’t just feel like family, they are family.  I left a part of my heart in Bayunca and I know that I will be back someday.  Now that it is over, I am so happy I made the decision to go because my heart is absolutely bursting with love.

Until next time…….paz y amor.

Posted by: pckatie | September 26, 2014

PART II: Things I Am Looking Forward To Back Home

Anyone who has ever lived abroad or even been on an extended vacation knows that there are comforts from home that you just inexplicably miss when you are away.  The list below is mostly made up of very trivial things that are not difficult to live without, but rather they are small things you would probably never realize you would miss, until you do.  I would gladly give these things up all over again to have the experience I have had here in Colombia!  That being said….here are some things I am looking forward to back home in the good old USA (where I will be in less than 2 months)!

My countdown chain is shrinking fast!

My countdown chain is shrinking fast!

 Appliances.  For two years my only option to cook was the stove and doing laundry involved buckets of water, a bar of soap, and a clothesline.  I am most excited to use the toaster, washer/dryer, microwave, and oven.  Garbage disposals are something I completely forgot existed until a friend pointed it out and suddenly I missed them a lot.  No food can go down the drain here, and food scraps that sit around in bags in 100 degrees do not have the most pleasant of odors.  Also, coffee makers.  I have had enough instant coffee to last me a lifetime.

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This is what laundry day looks like!

Hairstyles.  After approximately 810 days of slicked back pony tails, I am pretty excited to get a haircut and then do something besides my current routine of wash it, sleep with it wet, and brush it into a pony tail as soon as I wake up.  I have not used a blow dryer, curling iron, or straightener in two years and wearing my hair down without it being plastered to the sweat on my face will be a thrill.

My hair has grown a LOT in the last few years, and I could only wear it down on vacation in cooler climates!

Driving.  The oven-like, mini-busses of death were fun for a while, but I really miss cars and driving.  I am looking forward to knowing how long it will take me to get somewhere, not having to sit smashed against a sweaty stranger with my legs jammed against the seat in front of me, driving at a speed I feel is not endangering my life, not going deaf from honking horns and blaring vallenato music, and not being drenched in sweat by the time I reach my destination.

The inside view of a buseta (I am sitting in the death seat).

The inside view of a buseta (I am sitting in the death seat).

Showers.  Hot showers, with a shower head, and I will not be sweating already by the time I get out.  Also, while I will continue to try and conserve water, it is nice to know I will be able to take a shower longer than approximately 22 seconds without someone yelling from the other room (which has an open window into my bathroom) about wasting too much water :-P

That one time a plant started growing out of my shower drain....

That one time a plant started growing out of my shower drain….

Water.  Here, since the water is not potable and/or there is no running water, that involves either filtering, boiling, or lugging home bags of water.  I am looking forward to being surrounded at all times by an unlimited supply of cold, clear, safe drinking water; whether it be from a public drinking fountain, that wonderful gadget on the front of the fridge, or simply the kitchen sink.  And I will never take it for granted again.

Lugging home 6 L bags of water helps you be more conscious of how much water we use!

Lugging home 6 L bags of water helps you be more conscious of how much water we use!

Food.  I feel like this goes without saying.  I’m sure you have all been on a vacation at some point.  You know how when you get home you are all like, “Man, all that interesting and worldly food was awesome, but let’s hit up Chipotle pronto!”  Now multiply that by 27 months.  I have some pretty serious cravings for things I haven’t had in the last two years.  Top of the list are: Chipotle, bagels, greek yogurt, Paradise Bakery, cottage cheese, berries, and asparagus.  And yes, that is just the top of the list.

My grocery haul is basically the same each week plus an occasional meal out.  I love the foods that are  available here, but there are lots I miss from home too!

My grocery haul is basically the same each week plus an occasional meal out. I love the foods that are available here, but there are lots I miss from home too!

Air conditioning.  I MIGHT have mentioned this at some point during my service, but the Caribbean coast of Colombia has a climate that I can only liken to the FACE OF THE SUN.  To make matters worse, air conditioning is very rare.  Most people do not have it in their homes, many restaurants and business choose to go without, and my school is a concrete walled/tin roofed/air conditioning-less oven.   Arizona can certainly get warm in the summer, but air conditioning is everywhere, all the time, and I CAN’T WAIT.  (Remind me I said this when I am curled up by the space heater under a blanket because I haven’t experienced winter in so long.)

My Colombian dream come true.

My Colombian dream come true.

People.  Overall I am so happy to say that my service has been incredibly positive.  That being said, I missed my friends and family so much I can hardly put it into words.  I missed out on so many life events during these two years.  My best friend got married, Heidi went up to doggy heaven, my parents celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary, my cousin gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, my grandpa passed away after 92 wonderful years of life, my best friend of 18 years moved away to start a new career, and my little sister turned 21 (then 22, and now almost 23!).  I celebrated three birthdays and two holiday seasons away from home.  In addition to the big events, I missed out on millions of little moments in the lives of those that I love.  While I wish I could have been there for all of these things, I knew coming into this I was making a decision to sacrifice those moments for this experience, and I do not regret that decision.  All of that said, the thing I am looking forward to the MOST is spending time with people that I love.  Being away from my family has been hands down the hardest part of this experience.  The saying ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ has never held so much meaning for me.  I could not have done this without the overwhelming support of my family and friends and I am looking forward to being reunited with them more than anything else.

Some of the many cards sent by wonderful friends and family over the last two years!

Some of the many cards sent by wonderful friends and family over the last two years!

In case you missed it, be sure to check out Part I of this blog post where I share all the things I am going to miss about Colombia!  For everything I am looking forward to at home, there is something I will miss dearly from my home away from home.

Until next time….paz y amor.

Posted by: pckatie | September 19, 2014

PART I: Things I Will Miss from Colombia

Colombia has without a doubt become my home over the last two years.  When we think of home, or being away from home, one of the first things we think of are the things we are going to miss!  There are MANY things I will miss from my home here on the coast, but here are a few that I will miss the MOST!

-Tropical/Exotic Fruit.  Colombia brought my fruit game to a whole new level.  Some of my favorites were lulo, maracuya, tomate de arbol, guayaba, corozo, mamones, and my beloved uchuvas!  There were also a few fruits that I did not care for like nispero (okay when blended into juice, but as a fruit it tastes like pumpkin pie and fails in my book), and granadillo (a hard shell full of giant snot covered seeds).

Granadillo!  Ugly, but pretty delicious.

Granadillo!

Ciruelas..these are the Colombian version of plums.

Ciruelas..these are the Colombian version of plums.

Mamones...hard green shell that you crack open to reveal orange fleshy fruit stuck to a big seed!

Mamones…hard green shell that you crack open to reveal orange fleshy fruit stuck to a big seed!

-Alegria. Colombia was recently voted one of the happiest countries in the world and I am not surprised in the least.  Despite any hardship they may have faced in the past or are currently facing, Colombians definitely know how to love life.  It doesn’t matter if it is Monday morning at work, Sunday after church, or a Friday night; people are in a never ending good mood.  Whether they are celebrating a birthday, gozar-ing Carnival, or simply sitting around drinking cervesas in plastic chairs—life is good.

The happiest group of Colombians who took us on an 8 hour hiking adventure even though we were complete strangers!

The happiest group of Colombians who took us on an 8 hour hiking adventure even though we were complete strangers!

-Costeño time.  If I am organizing a meeting at school and I say that it will begin at 3:00pm, someone will invariably ask, “Gringo time or Costeño time?”  Gringo time means that we will start right on time, and you should arrive a few minutes before said time.  Costeño time means that we will NOT be starting on time and it is perfectly acceptable to show up 30-45 minutes (or more) late.  It is a slower pace of life here and that’s just fine, don’t worry—be happy!

This meeting started at 10:00am.  This photo was taken at 10:35am.  Eventually, over 30 people showed up.

This meeting started at 10:00am. This photo was taken at 10:35am (and those 3 people are my family).  Eventually, over 50 people showed up.

-Music.  You will rarely be anywhere that there is not music blasting out of giant speakers, but if by some random accident you find yourself in this music-less predicament, a Colombian will waste no time in whipping out their phone to play some!  My two favorite genres of music that were born here on the coast are Vallenato and Champeta.  I have all of my favorites loaded onto my ipod, so this is a part of Colombia I will definitely be bringing back home with me!

Juan Manuel is an aspiring vallenato star!

Juan Manuel is an aspiring vallenato star!

-Beach life.  I am surrounded by multiple beautiful beaches and happen to live in a climate that provides year round perfect beach weather!  My favorite beaches are Taganga (a small fishing town over the mountain with a little beach and a very hippy-ish crowd), Rodadero (a fancy touristy part of town with lots of hotels and condos), and Bahia Concha (a bit of a trek to get to but worth it for the solitude and beautiful view).  I also live about eight blocks from the bahia which is not great for swimming but provides beautiful views and a nice place for an early morning or sunset stroll!

Beautiful view of Taganga

Beautiful view of Taganga

It doesn't get any better than that!

It doesn’t get any better than that!

-Street Vendors.  Whether you are hanging your head out the window of a bus to buy a paleta, stopping on the corner to grab a bolsa de agua, or wandering down the crowded quinta jammed full of vendors selling everything from nail polish to meat on a stick… it doesn’t matter what you want….there is definitely a street vendor who is selling it.

A stall in the mercado in Santa Marta.

A stall in the mercado in Santa Marta.

I can't tell you how much I will miss the tinto vendors!

I can’t tell you how much I will miss the tinto vendors!  Cheap coffee anytime/anywhere!

-Futbol.  I have never seen anyone as passionate about anything as Colombians are about soccer.  I have watched countless games at tiendas, sub-15 and sub-20 games with my abuelo in Bayunca, and World Cup games in Bogota and Santa Marta.  I learned how soccer actually works, got my own Colombia jersey, and developed an unrequited love for James Rodriquez.  I am sure I will continue to follow Colombian soccer back home, but I will really miss being surrounded by the passion and excitement of watching a game with a room full of Colombians.

Chaos in the streets after a Colombian victory!

Chaos in the streets after a Colombian victory!

-Challenge/Adventure.  When I arrived to Colombia two years ago I spoke virtually no Spanish, had never been to South America, and was three thousand miles from everything that I knew.  Every day provided a new challenge and even the smallest tasks felt like little adventures.  While most things have become routine for me now, there are still random and crazy things constantly happening that challenge me to be flexible and maintain my sense of humor.  I will miss the randomness and excitement that comes with living abroad and experiencing new things each and every day, and I am thankful for the wonderful (and often hilarious) memories that I have made these past two years.

Two years ago after the first time I successfully hand washed all of my clothes outside and hung them to dry!

Two years ago after the first time I successfully hand washed all of my clothes outside and hung them to dry!  After two years, I am a pro!

-People.  My fellow Peace Corps Volunteers, Peace Corps staff, Colombian friends, host family, co-teachers, colleagues, students, the porteros, the fruit man on the corner, the lady at the tienda, and every other random Colombian I have had the pleasure of interacting with over the last two years.  I came here with the expectation that I would be teaching English and teaching methodologies.  I had no idea the profound impact the people I lived and worked with would have on me.  In my ‘Commitment to Service’ at the beginning of my two years, my closing statement was, “I promise to do my best to learn the language, take part in a cultural exchange, keep smiling, and get busy working alongside strangers who will become family, in a country that has already begun to steal my heart away.”  If I thought a part of my heart belonged to Colombia then, after a mere three months, the love I feel for this country and the people I met here today is indescribable.  These people have made my Peace Corps service a life changing experience and I will be forever grateful to them.

Too many people I love to post pictures....but this group is at the top of my list!  CII-4 love!

Too many people I love to post pictures of everyone….but this group is at the top of my list! CII-4 love!

That’s it for part I of this post, but be on the lookout for part II coming soon featuring the things I am looking forward to back home!

Until next time…..paz y amor.

Posted by: pckatie | September 11, 2014

Quarter of a Century

While Peace Corps is commonly referred to as a two year service, it is actually 27 months when you include the three month pre-service training.  That means that anything that happens during those first few months will happen THREE times during your service instead of just two.  For me, since I have a September birthday, I got to celebrate three birthdays here in Colombia.  I left home when I was 22 and I will be returning as a 25 year old!

Throwback to my first birthday in Colombia!

Throwback to my first birthday in Colombia!

I spent my first Colombian birthday  with my Barranquilla host family dancing, eating, and learning how Colombians throw a fiesta!  My second birthday here was spent in Santa Marta where I celebrated with friends at happy hour and treating ourselves at a sushi restaurant.  The whole week of my birthday last year was a national teacher strike, so I wasn’t at school all week and therefore none of my teachers or students knew it was my birthday!

An acrostic poem by my teachers!

An acrostic poem by my teachers!

This year on my birthday, there was a transportation strike (something about my birthday apparently instigates strikes…) so school was canceled.  I started the day by having some coffee with Dana and our favorite barista Karina at Juan Valdez, spent the afternoon seeing a movie (in ENGLISH!) with Nina, and ended the day at one of my favorite restaurants called Ouzo with some other volunteers!  When I got home, I Skyped with my parents and opened the birthday package they sent me.  I got a bunch of treats like almond butter and face masks!  The best part of the gift was the card that explained my parents had made a donation to an organization called Heifer International and that a flock of chicks had been donated to family in need!

Dana and I at our favorite place for coffee and air conditioning!

Dana and I at our favorite place for coffee and air conditioning!

American (or I guess I should say Italian) style pizza at Ouzo!

American (or I guess I should say Italian) style pizza at Ouzo!

Nina, Andrew, Dana and I at my birthday dinner!

Nina, Andrew, Dana and I at my birthday dinner!

Birthday Skype date with the padres complete with hats and decorations!

Birthday Skype date with the padres complete with hats and decorations!

Flock of chicks!

Flock of chicks!

Since there was no school yesterday, I was not able to celebrate with my teachers and students.  Although they tried their best to keep it a secret, I knew that something was in the works for today!  When I got to school people kept mysteriously ‘needing help’ with things until around 11am.  Suddenly I kept hearing teachers yelling, ‘IT’S TIME!’.  First, all of the students sang ‘Feliz Cumpleaños’ and I was assaulted with little abrazos and besitos.  Then, I was ushered into the teachers lounge where my teachers belted out Happy Birthday (in English!) and gave me all their birthday blessings and wishes for health, happiness, and of course expressed their hope that I hurry up and find a Colombian husband….:-P

My wonderful teachers!

My wonderful teachers!

Opening the card signed by all the staff at my school.

Opening the card signed by all the staff at my school.

Me with Emma, who gave the pre-gift speech.

Me with Emma, who gave the pre-gift speech.

Carmen....the closest thing to my real Grandma I have here in Colombia :)

Carmen….the closest thing to my real Grandma I have here in Colombia :)

More teachers!

More teachers!

It is not the norm for the teachers to receive gifts when they celebrate birthdays at school, so I was surprised when they pulled out a big birthday bag!  One of the high school teachers got up and gave a very nice speech saying that as a group they not only wanted to wish me a happy birthday, but also thank me for everything over the past two years.  She said many very kind things and I got a little emotional before people started screaming ‘open it! open it!’.  I opened up the bag to find the most beautiful mochila which is something I have wanted the whole two years I have lived here!  While there are a variety of mochilas available here in Santa Marta and around Colombia, this bag was the one I had my heart set on.  Through careful questioning over the last few months, my teachers managed to discover my obsession with these mochilas and decided to give me one for my birthday so that I could ‘carry a piece of Santa Marta with me forever’.  This type of mochila is made by the women of an indigenous group in the Sierra Nevada mountains called the Arhuacos.  The bags are handmade of 100% virgin sheep wool by the women in the Arhuaco community and it can take more than a month to weave a single bag.  I was told by my teachers that each bag is representative of the Arhuaco culture and has been blessed.  The particular bag I received was made by a friend of one of my teachers.  It is a beautiful gift that is full of meaning for me and I know that each time I carry it in the future, I will be reminded of my time here in Colombia.

My beautiful mochilla!

My beautiful mochila!

I received so much love both here in Colombia and sent from back home, so thank you to everyone who helped make my last Colombian birthday a memorable and special day!

Until next time….paz y amor.

Posted by: pckatie | August 26, 2014

Two Years in Colombia

Tomorrow will mark the two year anniversary of my arrival in Colombia!  Two years ago today I was at staging in Miami and getting ready to fly to Barranquilla to begin my 27 month adventure!  I am beyond excited at the prospect of going home in just two months, but at the same time I am apprehensive about leaving my home away from home!  Mostly I am focusing on finishing up strong at my school, spending time with all the people I love, and gozaring the time I have left in mi querida Colombia!

I thought it would be fun to do a quick look back (well, it’s technically long…but it’s mostly pictures!) and though what better way to do that then to post a collection of some of the Facebook statuses I have posted over the course of the past two years.  There are events from home, silly stories from Colombia, and many milestones!

8-31-12: “Chase your dreams, but always know the road that will lead you home again.”  Peace out Arizona…hello Colombia!

Phoenix, Arizona to Barranquilla, Colombia!

Phoenix, Arizona to Barranquilla, Colombia!

9-23-12: This guy thinks he’s tough with all his spiky legs…he’s no match for me.

The 'cien pies' who terrorized me in Barranquilla.

The ‘cien pie’ who terrorized me in Barranquilla.

10-19-12: I will be calling the pueblo of Bayunca my home for the next two years!

I received quite the welcome on my site visit!

I received quite the welcome on my site visit!

11-19-12: CII-4 has sworn in and we are now serving as Peace Corps Volunteers!

CII4 Swearing In Ceremony

CII4 Swearing In Ceremony

1-3-13: Still no Internet but I wanted to wish everyone a (late) Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Mine consisted of eating a weird huge rodent which we cooked on a fire in the backyard, lots of whiskey, and a huge wonderful family! Feliz 2013!

Just your usual Christmas dinner....

Just your usual Christmas dinner….

2-5-13: What did you have for lunch today? Not a cow’s lungs? So it’s just me then…….

Cow's lungs aka 'bofe'

Cow’s lungs aka ‘bofe’.

2-7-13: After two hours in a 90 degree classroom……43 four year olds can now say ‘red’ and ‘circle’ in English. And only one kid ate paint!

Red circle!

Red circle!

2-13-13: The teachers at my school thought it would be a good idea to take about 100 primary students to mass this morning for Ash Wednesday. I’m sitting in a pew intended for six people with about 14 kids. On one side of me the kid is telling me he isn’t catholic, he is in a cult. I am in the middle of shushing him when the kid on the other side of me looks at me and says, “Yo oriné” (I peed). The ashes are mixing with the sweat and turning to mud. I don’t think this is what Jesus had in mind…

2-16-13: What do you get when you take 154 students, no fans, a small classroom, and one very sweaty English teacher? My first community English class!

Kids on kids on kids...

One quarter of the community class students!

2-22-13: I’m teaching a yoga class to a group of Colombian women, my ‘Tranquil Moments’ playlist is on in the background, and we are literally five minutes into class in a downward facing dog when suddenly this one woman blurts out, “I think there’s a reason Colombian’s don’t do yoga!” upon which everyone collapses and starts talking/laughing/carrying on in typical ‘we are the happiest people in the world’ Colombian fashion. We ended up drinking Kola Roman and dancing to Carlos Vives on the patio. I’m calling this one a win.

4-24-13: Check my blog for some very important updates and details on my site change.  First day at my new school in Santa Marta was a success!

Beautiful IED Simon Bolivar!

Beautiful IED Simon Bolivar!

6-4-13: I’m sitting in the backwards seat on the bus next to the wide open door when the driver (who thinks he is staring in The Fast and the Furious takes Colombia) suddenly swerves into oncoming traffic to avoid slowing below racecar speed. A bus full of Colombians start yelling and screaming at him and saying “Are you crazy?! La gringa almost flew out the door! You almost killed la gringa!!” Then a man switched seats with me and I rode the rest of the way home with a Colombian grandma holding my hand. These Colombians got my back!

A bus in Santa Marta (this one is of the 'death seat' variety).

A bus in Santa Marta (this one is of the ‘death seat’ variety).

6-13-14: Got a package from my parents today! They are the BEST! I also love the note from my mama. Some people get inspirational, mushy, encouraging, loving notes. I get ‘This is not Christmas’. My parents are hilarious and I love them.

I guess I know where I got my sass from...

I guess I know where I got my sass from…

6-22-13: Had an epic reunion in PERU with my bests Lindley and Lindsey!

Our trek to Machu Picchu!

Our trek to Machu Picchu!

7-14-13: Went to visit my Abuelo Alfredo in the hospital and was reunited with my Bayuncan family. My heart is full of so much love.

So much love for this family!

Miss these people everyday!

9-10-13: Celebrating my birthday with my family from 3000 miles away complete with decorations, presents, and party hats!

The best family in the world.

The best family in the world.

9-28-13: Today, my best friend will walk down the aisle and marry the love of her life. I am so sad I can’t be there to share in your special day! Taylor Cody, you will make the most beautiful bride and deserve all the happiness in the world. All my love and best wishes to you both on your wedding day!

I may not have been there in person, but I was there in heart (and in a photo on a stick!)

I may not have been there in person, but I was there in heart (and in a photo on a stick!)

10-1-13: Some ferocious little animals, my daily mango fix, and some fan mail!

A few of my favorite things.

A few of my favorite things.

10-8-13: Exploring the beautiful Eje Cafetero with Chelsey Payne!

Magical land of coffee!

Magical land of coffee!

11-1-13: “Dogs are not our whole lives, but they make our lives whole.” I’m so thankful for the last 14 years with this little angel. Luckily, all dogs go to heaven!

Heidi, my favorite little person in this world.

Heidi, my favorite little person in this world.

11-2-13: Potluck dinner with the new arrivals!  Welcome Santa Marta CII-5!

Most of Santa Marta CII3, CII4, and CII5!

Most of Santa Marta CII3, CII4, and CII5!

12-7-13: After a wonderful month teaching at the English Immersion program in San Andres, I am back in Santa Marta!

Traditional dress and the beautiful San Andres Island!

Traditional dress and the beautiful San Andres Island!

12-14-13: Stopped at the store and then got my bags stolen on my way home (just snatched…I am fine). To the man who stole my groceries, I hope that:  1. You are actually hungry and need the food more than me.  2. You like bananas, cinnamon, trident gum, and diet coke..because that is all I bought.

12-25-13: REUNITED after 16 long months apart!

The McCarthy's do Christmas in Colombia!

The McCarthy’s do Christmas in Colombia!

1-15-14: Sitting in my room on the computer when a dog runs in and jumps up on my bed. Naturally, I don’t question where he came from and commence puppy snuggling. A few minutes later he jumps down and runs into the living room and I hear my host mom yelling “KATY….ESE PERRO DE QUIEN ES?!” Then I spent the next 10 minutes chasing him out of the apartment……

I spend a large portion of my time chasing Wanda around and returning her to her home.

I spend a large portion of my time chasing Wanda around and returning her to her home.

1-24-14: I am standing in the kitchen cooking dinner when a random lady unlocks the door and comes in (my host mom is not home). She says hello, asks how I am, and then proceeds to sit down on the couch and make a phone call (leaving me standing in the kitchen looking dumbfounded). Next, she comes into the kitchen and tells me I am cooking my chicken wrong (I accept this stranger’s advice, as I have learned to ALWAYS do with Colombian women. They know more than me when it comes to basically anything domestic. Just accept it and move on). Next, she cooks herself some liver and makes tea. Obviously. I go to my room to eat dinner, because I assume if she was a murder/kidnapper she would have done it by now. She clearly seems to know who I am, so I don’t want to be rude by asking who she is and what she is doing in my house. Currently she is sitting in the spare bedroom watching “Extreme Couponers” and talking (I assume to herself). Welcome to the random chaos that is my life.

4-9-14: Before and after. I make adult braces look cool!

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Adult braces are totally de moda in Colombia!

4-11-14: Today one of my teachers chased a misbehaving student around the classroom, grabbed him by his rat tail, dragged him to her desk, and proceeded to chop his rat tail off. CHOPPED IT OFF. I cannot make this stuff up.

4-12-14: Reel feel of 115, mosquito eggs have taken over what was left of the water supply, and the buckets are empty.

Hot and dirty...but still feliz :)

Hot and dirty…but still feliz :)

6-12-14: My 70-something year old host mom is currently watching The Human Centipede (in English). About every 2 minutes she calls me in to explain what is going on (Katy…qué está pasando? y por qué?!) As I finish explaining and walk out of the room I hear her crossing herself and mumbling “Santa María madre de Dios!” have had a lot of strange experiences here, but I think this one takes the cake…..

6-26-14: The rain let up long enough for a trip up to Monserrate in beautiful Bogota!

Looking out over beautiful Bogota.

Looking out over the whole city!

7-1-14: There was a giant spider on my floor. I finally got the courage to smash him. I immediately discovered it was actually a her……because babies burst out all over the floor. BILLIONS OF BABY SPIDERS RUNNING IN ALL DIRECTIONS.

7-4-14: Spent the day apoyando a la selección. They may have lost, but all of Colombia is so PROUD! Ended the day celebrating US Independence Day with some good old American burgers! So much love for BOTH of my countries! Happy 4th!

God bless America/Te quiero Colombia!

God bless America/Te quiero Colombia!

7-10-14: Today a man followed me all the way through Gaira yelling “NO TE VAYAS”. Then he followed me onto the bus and stood in the aisle serenading me with ‘La Gringa’ until the bus driver told him to pay or get off….at which point he bowed, blew a kiss, and jumped off the moving bus.  Never a dull moment…

7-17-14: Today’s English class involved taping cotton on a kids face to make him old, convincing the clinica to lend us a stethoscope, and a duet of Daddy Yankee’s ‘Limbo’ on the recorder. Have I ever mentioned how much I love teaching?

Learning English is fun!

Learning English is fun!

7-25-14: I have exactly 100 days left in Colombia. On the one hand, I feel like I might burst into tears at the very thought of leaving. On the other hand, I am so excited for all the people and comforts of home the anticipation might just kill me!

8-16-14: CII4 has officially completed our Close of Service conference!

Congratulations CII4, we made it!

Congratulations CII4, we made it!

I am excited to say that I officially have the dates for the end of my service.  My close of service date is October 31st, then I am traveling through Bolivia for a few weeks, and will touch down on US soil for the first time in over two years on November 20th!  Somebody better head to Four Peaks and tell them to start stocking up on peach ale!  Hasta pronto!

Until next time….paz y amor.

Posted by: pckatie | August 16, 2014

Close of Service Conference

Peace Corps service is 27 months long and there are many milestones along the way.  We started with three months of pre-service training, moved to our sites, had a reconnect conference, various in-service trainings, and now my group, CII-4 (aka the best one ever), just spent three days at our Close of Service Conference!

The view from the COS Conference in Salgar!

The view from the COS Conference!

The COS conference is a time to reflect back over the last two years, share our successes and challenges, look ahead to the future, discuss reintegration and reverse culture shock, receive administrative information, and most importantly….gather as a whole group one last time!  Peace Corps service is unlike any other experience and the people you share it with become your family.

Putting together a puzzle of our greatest accomplishments.

Putting together a puzzle of our greatest accomplishments.

Meals were provided by the hotel in a pretty restaurant with ocean views.

Meals were provided by the hotel in a pretty restaurant with ocean views.

We spent three days at a beautiful hotel/conference center in Salgar (about 30 minutes outside of Barranquilla).  During the day we attended sessions with various PC staff members and in the evenings we were free to enjoy the pool and celebrate being together as a whole group!

Dancing the 'Cupid Shuffle' by the pool.

Dancing the ‘Cupid Shuffle’ by the pool.

Air conditioned hotel rooms with a balcony overlooking the ocean!

Air conditioned hotel rooms with a balcony overlooking the ocean!

At the end of the conference we gathered with the entire PC staff in the office to present them with our legacy.  We shared what we have accomplished together as a group and I was really proud to hear the impact we have made.  Some examples include teaching over 10,000 students, working with over 60 counterpart teachers, forming more than 10 youth groups, leading teacher training workshops, presenting HIV/AIDS charlas, and so much more!  We presented the staff with a tiny plastic chair (kind of an inside joke..) that each of us signed.  We also asked our bosses George and Jason to sign the chair since they are also leaving their positions and in a sense ‘COS-ing’ with us.  To close we danced ‘Ras-Tas-Tas’ as a group and then showed a video of pictures from the last two years.

The 'basicos' who came in two years ago at basic Spanish proficiency.  We've come a long way!

The ‘basicos’ who came in two years ago at basic Spanish proficiency. We’ve come a long way!

It is hard for me to believe I am writing about my COS conference.  Although we all knew the end was approaching and many have been counting down the days until we return home, this really made it a reality.  I already had to say a few goodbyes and there will be many more in the coming months.  While it is hard to say goodbye to people who have become such a huge part of your life, I find comfort in the fact that this really is an amazing group of people who are going on to do awesome things with their lives.  I know we will keep in touch and I am already looking forward to an epic reunion somewhere down the line.

My homegirls.

My homegirls.

The beautiful Barranquilleras!

The beautiful Barranquilleras!

Santa Marta crew.

Santa Marta crew.

It's always a good time with these guys around.

It’s always a good time with these guys around.

After two years of hearing about almond croissants..Nora took me to get one!

After two years of hearing about almond croissants..Nora took me to get one!

To my CII-4 family: I could not have made it through these past two years without you.  From the very first day in Miami, I knew this was a special group of people.  We have been through so much together and I can’t believe it is already time to say goodbye.  I am so excited to see what the future holds for each and every one of you.  Know that I will think of you all often, especially anytime I sit in a plastic chair, eat rice, listen to champeta, or am profusely sweating! 

I love you guys….thanks for the memories.

CII-4 Arriving in Colombia August 2012

CII-4 Arriving in Colombia August 2012

CII-4 COS Conference August 2014

CII-4 COS Conference August 2014

Until next time….paz y amor.

 

See all of the pictures from the COS Conference by clicking on the pictures tab or here.

As I enter into my final months of Peace Corps service, I have found that my emotions have been more extreme than at any other time during my two years here in Colombia.  On the one hand, I long for the comforts of home and am so ready to be reunited with family and friends.  On the other hand, my time here is finite and the reality that I am going to have to leave a place and people that I have come to love is beginning to dawn on me more and more with each passing day.  In reflecting on these emotions, I realized that there is a reason why I feel so much more conflicted now than I did when I left home two years ago.  When came to Colombia, I was anxious about leaving everything I knew behind and excited about the adventure that awaited.  I was following a dream that I had been passionate about for many years.  It was difficult to say goodbye, but it was tempered by the fact that it was only a temporary goodbye, more of a see you soon.  As I begin to prepare myself emotionally for my departure from Colombia, I am becoming aware that this is a much more permanent goodbye.  Of course I can return to visit at some point in the future, but the reality is that I will never return to my life as it is in this moment, at these places, with these people.

Two years can be a very brief or a very long period of time depending on how you choose to view it.  In the span of my lifetime, two years is very short.  In the span of my entire life so far, two years is 1/12 of the time I have spent on this Earth.  Two years is long enough to build a community and a life for yourself.  It is long enough to settle in and call a place home.  And it is long enough to build real relationships with people.  Some of these relationships I will be able to continue after returning home.  The reality is that I will not be able to stay in touch with every single person who has impacted my life here in Colombia.  But I can promise that these people and these relationships are something I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

In light of these reflections, I wanted to share some of the people who have been such a huge part of my life these past two years.  Some have truly inspired me, others have amazed me with their kindness, and some simply brighten my day just by being who they are.  So without further ado, please meet my friends and family in my home away from home.

La Familia Lessing: My Barranquilla host family who took me in when I was lost, confused, sweaty, and spoke no Spanish and loved me like their own!

Mamá y Papá (Erik and Escilda)

Mamá y Papá (Erik and Escilda)

Mis hermanas (Andrea and Carolina)

Mis hermanas (Andrea and Carolina)

Abuela and Tia Olga

Abuela and Tia Olga

La Familia Martinez: My Bayunca host family who eased my transition into pueblo life and will always be my one true Colombian family!

Marlene, my host mom and biggest support.

Marlene, my host mom, friend, and biggest support.

Tia Heidi and Tio Antonio

Tia Heidi and Tio Antonio

Juan Manuel, Maria Carolina, and Elias David (my favorite Uno playing crew)

Juan Manuel, Maria Carolina, and Elias David (my cousins and favorite Uno playing crew)

Abuelo Alfredo (my very best friend and favorite person on this Earth)

Abuelo Alfredo (my very best friend and constant reminder to live life to the fullest…all 94+ years).

Tia Marlin, literally the sunshine in my life and most caring person I have ever know.

Tia Marlin, the sunshine in my life and the most caring person I  have ever or will ever know.

Not even close to the whole family, but the most I ever managed to get in one picture!

Not even close to the whole family, but the most I ever managed to get in one picture!

Mamá Cecilia: My Santa Marta host mom who simultaneously provides me with love, support, and non-stop entertainment with her crazy antics!

All dressed up for Carnaval!

All dressed up for Carnaval!

IED Simon Bolivar Family: My teachers are an amazing group of people who have gone above and beyond professionally,and become some of my closest friends personally.

My three best teachers who give their all everyday.

Milena, Rosiris, and Bibiana.  My three best teachers who give their all day in and day out.

Betzaida, the teacher who would go to the ends of the Earth for her students education.

Betzaida, the teacher who would go to the ends of the Earth for her students education.

Raquel, who I cannot be in the presence of for more than 30 seconds without bursting into laughter.

Raquel, who I cannot be in the presence of for more than 30 seconds without bursting into laughter.

Emilce, accepting her English Teacher of the Month award.

Emilce, accepting her English Teacher of the Month award.

Carmen, who claims to hate English, but impresses me every day with her progress.

Carmen, who claims to hate English, but impresses me every day with her progress.

TEPC Family:  My night class students tend to come and go, and while they have all been a big part of my life, these ladies are constantly the highlight of my week.

Our best and most dedicated students.

Paola and Martha, our best and most dedicated students, not to mention two of the nicest ladies around.

The Kids: There is not enough time in the world or space in my blog to express how much I love my students.  They drive me crazy sometimes, as all students do, but at the end of the day they are the force behind everything that I do and they have kept me going these past two years.  I wish I could put a picture of all 800+ of them, but here are just a few…

My three ducklings who follow me everywhere.

My three ducklings who follow me everywhere.

Walter, my very best first grade friend.

Walter, my very best first grade friend.

Two aspiring English teachers.

Two aspiring English teachers.

Taking these ones with me when I go...

Taking these ones with me when I go…

Silliest kids in the world.

Silliest kids in the world.

There are many other people who are a part of my day to day life, from Karina at Juan Valdez to my friend who works the buses outside Buena Vista.  I will never be able to convey to many of these people just how important they are to me or tell them that I really will remember them forever.  In some of the most challenging and impactful moments of my life, I was 3000 miles away from the people I love.  Fortunately, it did not take long for me to realize that I have plenty of people I love here, too.  Time goes by so quickly.  Never miss an opportunity to tell people how much they mean to you.

Until next time….paz y amor.

 

“Sometimes people come into your life for a moment, a day, or a lifetime. 

It matters not the time they spent with you, but how they impacted your life in that time.”

Posted by: pckatie | July 9, 2014

Copa del Mundo 2014

If you think the world has World Cup fever, Colombia takes it to a WHOLE other level. People here eat, sleep, and breathe fútbol and the World Cup only intensifies their love of the sport. Getting to experience the World Cup here in Colombia has been one of the best parts of my service. Colombians are some of the happiest and most passionate people in the world and those qualities make for a pretty fun game watching experience!

Getting excited for the chaos to begin!

Getting excited for the chaos to begin!

For Colombia’s first two matches I was here in Santa Marta, the following two I was in Bogota, and the final match in the quarter finals I was back on the coast. On game day, I wake up and put on my bright yellow jersey and Colombian flag accessories and then head out into the sea of other yellow jerseys. Literally, EVERYONE is sporting their Colombia gear on game day. The streets are filled with vendors hawking tri-colored goodies from earrings and headbands to jerseys and Colombian flags. The vuvuzelas start blowing before dawn and continue their deafening drone until well after I have gone to bed. The excitement in the air is palpable.

Streets crowded with Colombian fans!

Streets crowded with Colombian fans!

While it is not official, school is basically canceled when Colombia plays. Sometimes, it is declared a ‘tarde civico’ which means no work so everyone can watch the game. In order to secure a seat, people begin to gather well before game time wherever they have decided to watch the game. Tiendas are the most popular viewing location, but many people watch at home, restaurants, in parks, or even at the mall! There are televisions and projector screens set up basically everywhere because once it’s game time ALL other activity is suspended. When the game starts, people join in the national anthem and then it’s basically non-stop alegria the rest of the game. When Colombia scores a goal…..I can hardly find the words to describe the madness that ensues. EVERYONE jumps out of their chairs, hugs everyone around them (whether they know them or not—we are all Colombians!), screams and yells, chants COLOMBIA, blows their vuvuzela, and any number of other random acts of excitement. I once saw a guy jump up on a chair and pick up another chair and chuck it across the room in a fit of joy. In case that’s not enough, the Colombian players do a pretty god job of celebrating too with some awesome Colombian dance moves!

When Colombia wins, we celebrate!  When they lose, we celebrate some more!

When Colombia wins, we celebrate! When they lose, we celebrate some more!

Giant buckets of beer for $5 mil!

Giant buckets of beer for $5 mil!

Watching Colombia play in the quarter finals.

Watching Colombia play in the quarter finals.

Game day happened to fall on 4th of July!  All the more reason to celebrate!

Game day happened to fall on 4th of July! All the more reason to celebrate!

After the game, whether Colombia wins or loses, the celebrations will go late into the night if not into the following morning. People drink, dance, and gozar life in a way that only Colombians know how! When Colombia lost to Brazil in the quarter finals, I expected people to be very sad and possibly even angry (many felt Colombia got robbed in that match). I was SHOCKED at the reaction people had to the game. There was a few moments of sadness (mainly while we watched a teary James walk off the field…break my heart!). Then, the entire country erupted into a huge celebration that lasted basically the entire weekend! They were so happy for their team and how far they went in the tournament. Colombia broke records and played their hearts out and their country could not be more proud of them. While there was a lot of talk about a bad referee and some dirty play on the part of Brazil, Colombia basically united as a whole and said, “Who cares, we know our team is the best and that’s all that matters!” It also helped ease their pain when Brazil got absolutely annihilated by Germany on Tuesday.  Everyone is excited to see whether it will be Germany or Argentina who take the cup on Sunday!

After Colombia's victory against Uruguay!

After Colombia’s victory against Uruguay!

CHAOS!

CHAOS!

Basically to sum up my World Cup experience here in Colombia:
1. Colombia has the best fútbol fans in the entire world.
2. Colombia is home to the happiest and most passionate people in the world.
3. I am madly in love with James Rodriguez.

Until next time…..paz y amor.

P.S. For my favorite moments from the World Cup check out the following links (yes, I am obsessed with buzzfeed):

How to Dance Like a Colombian Soccer Star

An Open Letter to the Colombian Team

World Cup Most Touching Moment (aka the time I almost cried watching sports)

Giant Bug Lands on James

Welcome Home Colombia

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