The Fun That Was Peace Corps Guyana - Mark's Blog

Postings from just north of the equator. Let's see if training in CPR and First Aid prepares me to teach Health Education in a small, remote village in Guyana. I'm thinking... no. Read all about this ill advised decision! In addition, here is the required Peace Corps disclaimer: "The contents of this website are mine personally and do not reflect any position of the US government or the Peace Corps." So, please, don't confuse me with the White House Press Secretary.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

November Thoughts

Well, I thought I'd do another post just because it has been so long. Obviously there hasn't been much Peace Corps news now that I'm in Washington DC. Let me just say, though, that DC is crawling with RPCVs. If you ever have that nagging feeling that you are special because you did Peace Corps and you want to get rid of that feeling, come to DC. I'll pretty much guarantee you'll run into a RPCV on the street who can anticipate all your stories. But that's actually okay - it's fun to hear how similar other countries are. And it keeps your ego in check.

Also, I wanted to post because I know it is getting to that time of year when PC sends out invitations for Guyana. And that, of course, leads to googling "Guyana" and finding this blog eventually. If that's you and you feel like trying to find a real live Peace Corps volunteer, I suggest playing on Facebook. There are a number of Peace Corps Guyana Facebook groups there that you can join. I would start by searching for "Guyana RPCVs" - from them you can find lots of good groups or whatever that will let you obsess and ask lots of questions that may or may not be answered. But remember, half the fun of PC is just showing up and going with the flow. I'm not going to say that the ability to do that is necessary, but it sure makes life a whole lot easier down there (anywhere, in fact).

The weather is hovering in the mid-thirties here and my body, after two years near the equator, is not happy. Almost makes me pine for the days of sweating through my shirt just when sitting. Ah... memories. And good luck to those of you about to start the fun down there. Enjoy your last holidays up here for a while.