So this is how we party in Jamaica. We kill a chicken, go on a hike, then eat the chicken. This
may have been my favorite birthday ever.I know it's been a while since my last post but I've been busy. Last week I went to Kingston and was sworn in as an official volunteer. We went to the US embassy and got sworn in by the
Ambassador. Now that everything is official I'm pretty much on my own. This is both good and bad. My job at the Health Dept is keeping me busy for now but I want to start working on some projects in my community. It's been a challenge (in a good way) to meet everyone in my community, and an even bigger challenge that I'm the only white guy there. Everyone knows who I am, where I go everyday, and what I say. It's a little strange living in a fishbowl because you have to be on your guard every minute of the day.I have internet access now at my office so I'll try to update my blog weekly.
Take Care
Yummy. How do you pick the feathers from your teeth? Dad
ReplyDeleteSo I may never eat chicken again. That looks disgusting! Well, lets be honest, I will eat chicken, but I'll never look at one the same again.
ReplyDeletei don't like that the legs are still on it....anyway try and call me again when you get a chance:)
ReplyDeletep.s. jack bauer saved the day...but the unfortunate cliffhanger is he's laying in bed dying from the biochemical he ingested earlier in the day and only his daughter can save him..until next season