I
moved to a bigger house. My immediate neighbors moved, so my landlord let me
move into their house. It’s like a mansion. It’s so huge. I have so much space
for my friends to crash, now.
I’m
planning on inaugurating my house with a family dinner with my East Side peeps.
I
will miss some things about the old house, though. It was termite-eaten and
pretty much falling down, but there were some good memories in that house.
Things
I will miss about my house:
1. The hole in the floor. Cartucho could come and go as she pleased, even when I wasn’t
there. I never had to worry about whether I was shutting her in/out. I’m going
to rig up a way that she can get in and out of my new house when I’m not there.
2.Outdoor
shower. My feet always came out dirty when I left the shower, but it WAS nice
to literally bathe IN THE RAIN when it poured down in rainy season. There’s
nothing like taking a shower in the rain. It repairs your mental health on bad
days.
3.Visitors
occupying my space. (This is a plus and a minus.) Yes, it is a little stressful
when visitors come over and there is only so much space to be had in my house,
but I think there was something bond-building about the fact that almost all
Peace Corps Volunteers on the East Side of Panama have, at some point, crashed
in my tiny house with me. It just won’t be the same when we’re not all sleeping
in essentially the same space, making stupid jokes in the dark until we finally
fall asleep.
I
wasn’t expecting to be missing my house when I moved out. (Let’s keep it in
perspective: I literally moved ten feet away.) I do, however, feel that this
moment kind of foreshadowed what it will be like moving away from this place
(a.k.a. Darien). Seeing my old house--now empty, save the garbage--I thought
about how tough it’s going to be when I move back to the States in a year. (SPOILER:
Yea, I’m going back to the States. I made a life-changing decision. See: next
blog post.) I’m definitely NOT ready to leave the D yet, so I’m happy I have
another year, I just hope that I’m ready to leave Darien when I’m scheduled to.
J
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