This is the view from my apartment. I took that picture on the stoop right outside of my door. There's a window in my bedroom and this is what I look at when I am home. It really is very pretty. If you look closely, you will see a few cows roaming about. Last night as I was walking home there were two cows just roaming around on the dirt road. It startled me at first (keep in mind that it gets dark here a little before 7PM so I couldn't see anything). But then I realized that they were cows and I wanted to pet them and talk to them. Cows don't want to be petted. They just want to eat. I wake up to their mooing in the morning.
This picture is the view from the backside of the campus. It's very calming to listen to the rhythm of the ocean. It takes a breath in and then lets it out. There's tons of tiny little crabs scurring around. They're really cute.
The people here are beautiful. It hard to understand them, but after I ask them to repeat themselves a few times, eventually I understand them. Many of the staff on campus are people who have been
born and raised in Dominica.
This is the sunset off the island. You can see that there are fishing boats and cargo ships in the background. When there are fresh fish in the city of Portsmouth (about a 30 minute walk from where I live) they blow into a conch shell to let everyone know to "come and get it." I am thinking about heading to Portsmouth on Saturday mornin
g for the market.
So yesterday all of the dead bodies (aka: cadavers) arrived on campus. I thought the way that they arrived was amazing. As you can see, the cadavers were packed in cardboard boxes with wood reinforcements. This wasn't at all how I imagined this to be. I think it gives new meaning to donating your body to science. I watched the men roll a few lifeless objects wrapped in what looked like a blue tarp into the gross anatomy lab.
Okay, I finally got my toes into the water this morning. The water is warm and clear. There are some places on the island where there are beaches, but so far, the majority of everything that I've seen is pretty rocky.
I am still homesick, but hopefully it will get better once classes start. Thanks for reading and replying everyone!
4 comments:
Was there any blood on those boxes?? I'm thinking of a name for your cadaver. Trust me it will be good, dude:-)
Tell the cows good night for me....moooo...!!
Believe me, your feelings about dead bodies are going to change drastically in the next few weeks.
I always thought cows liked to be pet... or was that tipped? Awesome views. When's the housewarming party?
We miss you!
You call 'em boxes....in a lot of the islands down there, they would call them 'additions to their home'. Remember that SNL episode "This Old Box"...that was funny!!
I've heard tipping a cow is substantially harder than it looks to do....please be careful. And something about Love Thy Neighbor should probably pertain to Cow Tipping in your part of the world...
I know it's sometimes hard to 'follow your dream'...but if in your heart you know it's the right thing to do, then you have to at least try. I spent many months suppressing my dream...We are fortunate....we had a dream, and we had the balls to pursue it...oh, wait a minute...uh, you had the "equivalent of balls for a female" to pursue it. Most people go through life thinking they can't go after their dreams...It will be worth it in the long run.
Mike
(JT's hubby)
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