Phew! What a whirlwind the past week or so has been! From preparing and hosting Thanksgiving, to immediately leaving to help out with training the new volunteers for another week—I am exhausted and oh so happy to be home. My week at training was great, which helped me not to miss my rondavel so much; I made sure to soak up the advantages of being up North.
First and foremost, I spent the week rooming with Hannah. She and I were best friends during training, and she remains one of my closest friends in Lesotho. It is unfortunate that we don’t get to see one another as often as we would like due to our geographical inconvenience, but we had an ENTIRE WEEK to be together. We stayed up late laughing and hanging out every night, woke up every morning to work out and spent our free time indulging in real coffee and good eats. One afternoon we went to a hotel and sat poolside trying to tan our ever so pale stomachs and upper thighs.
Since being in the Peace Corps I have grown overly comfortable with being alone (I go coffee at a café, sat outside reading alone and was not even phased). With that said, I am now more protective and selective with whom I spend my time with, but Hannah is the truest of friends. I am completely and utterly comfortable around her. I am living the life.