Semana Santa

Today marks my second month here; two down and twenty five months left. I find out next Wednesday where I´ll be placed for the next two years. So as you can imagine, I´m excited, but am getting a little anxious about the whole thing. So far, so good. I had a minor breakdown the other day, but luckily pulled it together and am back to living it up in Paraguay. As one of my friends pointed out, it´s okay to have a bad day (even in Parguay). Today starts Semana Santa, which is Paraguay´s tradional celebration of Easter. As of today, all the families will start eating large quantities of Chipa. Chipa is a type of special bread made with eggs, milk, cheese, and to top it off pig fat. And it´s suprising when volunteers gain weight? Good thing Steffanie´s host dad made us a dumb bell out of bamboo and rice bags. If I could fight the freshman fifteen, I can fight the Peace Corps pounds off as well. Although to my advantage all the scales are in kilos, so I really never know how much I really am. The upcoming week is also a time for mourning in Paraguay. On top of eating vast amounts of carbs, you are then required to spend time sitting around because all the bussinesses, schools, and government buildings are closed. However my group of volunteers decided to put an American spin on things and have a ¨Chipa Crawl¨on Friday and go around to all the houses trying different family versions. Well wish me luck on my carb loading expedition.