Back in Brookings

My favorite Chinese restaurant gave me food poisoning. I am so disappointed. If I have to spend that much time being sick, I want to have a better story than "I ate Chinese" to go with it. On the bright side, it was a Chinese restaurant and not a Mongolian Grill, so it could be worse. I think I am going to be ok and I may even want to eat something today.

I finished my French paper and my English paper was postponed until next week! Yea!

One of the M18s (PCVs in the 18th group to go to Mongolia who are already there...I am a M19) posted new pictures on Facebook. It so surreal to think of me being there soon. My cousin Ellie called yesterday and is really excited about the short, wooly Mongolian horses that I will be riding. They are so funny looking and small. I am going to be afraid that I will break them. Honestly, it looks like you could reach the ground with your feet if only you extended your legs.

Gabb (my BFF...heehee) is STILL in Costa Rica (or is it Guatemala...jk) She will be back on Sunday and I cannot wait. I love hearing stories of peoples world travels.

The picture-posting M18 also has a dog, that may be part fox. I would love LOVE love to get a dog while I am in Mongolia. It would help me from being lonely and it would be a great present to a new PCV when I leave.

I am reading The Village of Waiting by George Packer. So far my favorite book about being in the PC has been Nine Hills to Nambonkaha: Two Years in the Heart of an African Village by Sarah Erdman. That or So You Want To Join The Peace Corps: What to Know Before You Go by Dillon Banerjee which had a lot of practical advise. All of the narrative books about being in the PC I have found are about serving in Africa. What? No Mongolia? Perhaps this is something I should amend...