NeoSoul

5 August

Friday (2) Denise Brown spoke to the trainees on her experiences as a deaf volunteer.

Saturday morning I met twelve other people for climb to Gros Piton. When the driver with whom I made arrangements didn’t show up we made a better deal with the taxi driver.

I was so tired on Sunday that I didn’t really wake up in time to eat and go to church. I went to visit Andy and Jenny. After they invited me to a birthday beach party I spent time with them before going to the Castries Comprehensive School.

I went to the school to help move after I took a walk and a swim. It didn’t take too long. The sweaty part was moving and arranging the desks. Donna treated us to soft drinks. The driver and I went to KFC to get them. I told him to get Coke and Sprite. He told the server to mix the Coke and Sprite together. The drinks were refreshing.

I went to Bobineau (sic) afterwards but return shortly after. Cindy, Keith, and I went to the bar to eat but I never got my meal. They refused their cold food.

4 August

Sunday some volunteers and trainees traveled by boat to Soufriere. We saw the volcano, Diamond Falls, and the botanical garden. When we returned we had a training staff dinner. 

Monday morning began training for EC-57 volunteers. It started it with speeches by Dick Pyle, a chargé from Barbados, and minister from the cabinet on Saint Lucia. Volunteers sang their countries’ national anthems. The day ended with refreshments. 

Tuesday the trainees returned to the Castries Comprehensive School. The dress code was a hot topic as it was broken again. Some volunteers were wearing jeans and even t-shirts.

I overheard on Wednesday that some volunteers were going to the A-Pub at Rodney Bay. Initially I ignored it because I was getting the feeling that I was an outsider. The trainees were at a different stage with a different attitude. Cindy asked me later and we ended up going.

27 July

I survived enough to go to church on Sunday. I also eat a hamburger.

On Monday I went into town to look for books. Cindy and Charmaign came along and did most of the work for me. That was okay because it gave me time to shop and eat at Rain.

Tuesday I attended Creole lessons after working in the Peace Corps office on sessions. We had to write stories on bad weather. After the lesson I went north to Key Largo for pizza. Donna was already there when Donald, Cindy, Char and Diane arrived. 

Wednesday I ate Mexican food. Denise prepared it at Kate’s house. I met Donald and Cindy at J.Q.’s. We bought drinks for the dinner. Leigh, Jack, Elizabeth, Leigh’s brother and sister, and other people were there.

Thursday was a research trip to the Sir Arthur Lewis library. Annette met us and showed us around. I found some great articles in The Mathematics Teacher. I also read an Independent Study when I was awake enough. I passed on going to the Comprehensive School. I worked on the Macintosh instead.

Friday was a good if long day. It started with shopping in Castries. I bought a St. Lucia t-shirt at Kokonuts. When it turned out to be less money I bought more postcards. I haven’t really sent any yet, maybe two. I also went to the Artsibit Gallery. They had some nice paintings and some prints were affordable. I also got a listing of hotels on Martinique from a travel agency. I hoped to find transport for the Gros Piton climb on Saturday but there weren’t too many around. I went back to the hotel, watched “Designing Women,” and ate a doughnut I bought in town. I read some of the articles that I found in The Math Teacher.

A woman from OTAPS, Jenet, took Donald, Howard, Diane, Bertha and me for lunch at the Green Parrot and to talk about secondary projects.

I ended the day the next day at 1:43 after a trip to Gros Islet.

I woke up in time this morning in time to shower and eat before the first batch of Dominican volunteers arrived. We could see the plane land as we were at the breakfast table.

Fourteen of them arrived in good shape and on time. They seem like a good crew. Donald and I rode with him as far as the intersection. Then we headed to town. Donald and I try to split up but it never worked. I arranged for a transport to Gros Piton. I ran into Don at the clothes store. We stopped at KFC and headed back. I stopped at the office to edit my sessions and work with my disks. 

When I went back to the hotel I went into the sea with Donald and then laid in the sun. Denise and Lisa came by. We went to the airport to welcome the remaining Dominican volunteers. I was surprised to see four trainees at the beach around that time.

I finally made it to a Rum Punch party. They had fish cakes. Carol joined us tonight. She returned from Grenada today. The gossip about Jack even reached there.

15 July

Sunday (7) morning I went to church. I arrived an hour too early. The travelers’ guide said service starts at 8:30. It actually started after Bible Study.

Monday after sessions Carol (from Grenada), Diane, Cindy, Donald and I headed off for pizza at Key Largo. When we arrived we learned that they are closed on Mondays. We ate Chinese at the Ginger Lily instead.

I went to the St. Lucia Creole lesson on Tuesday. Donald, Jack, Annette, Cuss, and Bertha were at the class taught by Michael and Ara?mel. Annette, Cuss, and I went to eat at D’s which had a large number of male couples and no females.

Wednesday I had a chance to go to Castries at lunchtime. I ate at Kentucky Fried Chicken. There was no electricity and consequently no air-conditioning.

Thursday I saw Carol from S. Dakota. We had drinks with Marshall on his way home from St. Vincent. We went out to eat at Capone’s.

Friday I went to Bertha’s to wash my clothes in her landlady’s washing machine. I also visited the Clauzzels. Then it was Gros Islet with the whole gang from training.

Saturday I want to Schwazel to see the arts and crafts center where Jim works. He drove us back to Castries via Soufriere. I went back to his house after I learned he would climb the Pitons.

Yesterday Denise, Christof, Jim, Mariness, and I left to go to the base of Gros Piton. It was a challenging trip because it was so steep. The mosquitoes were also out in force. I even got some small cuts.

This morning I woke up without the alarm clock. I was surprised at how tired I wasn’t. Leigh and I got dressed and hopped on a bus to Vieux Fort. We then caught a transport for the long ride to Castries. I took a taxi back to the hotel to arrive at 8:15. I ate and went to the sessions. I felt tired then. I made it through our short meeting without falling asleep. I picked up my clothes at Bertha’s and I met the gang to go to the Ginger Lilly. We were lucky to get a free ride home.