I had a wonderful time in Dashoguz. Things there were similar to where I live, but there were a few things that were different. They do have a lot of Uzbek people there, but I was able to understand everyone okay. They also have some Korean people there, so we got to eat some food that is a bit different than normal Turkmen fare. We saw the new Twilight movie with Russian dubbing in a real movie theater. It was a fun movie to watch, but we got a bit confused at a few parts. We could hear a little of the English, but not always enough to understand what was going on. When we got back, I talked to some girls who read the books and I finally understood the story. It was a nice in-country vacation.
Unfortunately things weren't so great when I got back to my host family. On the day after I got back, my host mom sat me down and told me I needed to find a new place in 3 days. She said that they needed more space with my younger host brother getting married and my host sister-in-law having her baby. I was stunned. It was a very stressful week spent looking for a space. Peace Corps has to check our living conditions too, so I had to wait for them to visit. I found 2 places: one with a woman and her young grandson and an apartment. By the time Peace Corps got to my site, both places fell through. With one hour to spare before the Peace Corps staff member had to fly back, I found a place near my old host family. I'm living upstairs from an older lady and some other renters. I share the kitchen and bathroom with the renters. Everyone seems nice, but I'm still hoping for an apartment. Keep your fingers crossed that I find a good apartment.
I have to come to the capital 3 times this month: 2 times to give a presentation for the new volunteers and once for a health committee meeting. I'm currently on my second trip and wishing I didn't have to come back next week. I took a taxi this morning which is always a frustrating experience. It's a 4 hour trip, but you have to factor in at least another hour to find a taxi to get to the taxi stand and then wait around for the taxi to fill up. I also usually have to deal with a barage of questions about me and America. You can look below for a sample question line-up. On the way here, I realilzed I've probably answered the line-up literally hundreds of times by now.
Here's the normal line-up of questions:
Where are you from? (Usually this is followed by a comment to the fellow passengers about me being able to speak Turkmen. They expect me to speak Russian, not Turkmen.)
Really!?
Why did you come to Turkmenistan?
You work here?
Really!?
How much money do you make? (this is a common question here and not culturally inappropriate)
How old are you?
Are you married?
Do you have parents?
Did they come with you?
Is it fun here?
Sometimes the questions stop and other times they keep going. Sometimes I'm in a good mood and ask them questions too, but other times I keep praying they will stop.
The weather is very cold, windy and rainy today. The countryside, which is normally brown and blah, is green and beautiful right now. There are lots of yellow, purple and red flowers too. The red flowers look just like tulips with black centers. I hear that Turkmenistan is originally where the tulips are from, but I'm not sure. Last year at this time, it was already hot, so I'm really glad for the weather we are having right now (don't worry I knocked on wood after I typed this).
I hope all is well with all of you!
