Katima-living.
As I write this I am sitting in the old train station museum where I work and I'm wondering where the hell my boss is. She has this strange habit of dissapearing for extended lengths of time and it can get a bit annoying. I've been alone since 10:00am... it's now 4:02pm. I'd go crazy if I wasn't good at finding pointless tasks to complete.
Anyways. I guess I haven't really posted an update in quite some time so I suppose I'm do.
Katimavik is one month (plus six days) away from finishing and I must admit that I am a little excited because of that. BC is flying by (oh yes... I'm in BC now) and my group is keeping busy with all sorts of crazy activities. Next week we get to dig around in a swamp and pull out invasive plants. Fun? I think so. At the very least it will make for some great photo-ops.
Mike is gone but he is definitely not forgotten. He rubbed the group the wrong way almost constantly and yet I think we all feel a little void without him. Maybe it's just the fact that he always gave us something to complain about or the fact that he was always there. Literally. Always breathing down your neck, always popping into your conversations and always bothering you while you were trying to read/write/go to the bathroom. I can't say I miss it but after eight months it feels strange to be living in a peaceful house. Which isn't to say that we don't still have problems; I could never say that. Someone is always doing something to bug others when you live in a group of ten youth.
Speaking of youth... my birthday is on Sunday. Haha. The big 19. I'd much rather be celebrating this festive occasion in the land of the Bluenosers but what can you do? I'm trapped in a mountain fortress (a beautiful mountain fortress, don't get me wrong) with no way out until August 29th. One month too late. Shame.
I should run though... I've got to close up the museum soon. I hope everyone is doing well and that nobody has forgotten me. I can't wait to see you all again.
Peace
-Zach
Anyways. I guess I haven't really posted an update in quite some time so I suppose I'm do.
Katimavik is one month (plus six days) away from finishing and I must admit that I am a little excited because of that. BC is flying by (oh yes... I'm in BC now) and my group is keeping busy with all sorts of crazy activities. Next week we get to dig around in a swamp and pull out invasive plants. Fun? I think so. At the very least it will make for some great photo-ops.
Mike is gone but he is definitely not forgotten. He rubbed the group the wrong way almost constantly and yet I think we all feel a little void without him. Maybe it's just the fact that he always gave us something to complain about or the fact that he was always there. Literally. Always breathing down your neck, always popping into your conversations and always bothering you while you were trying to read/write/go to the bathroom. I can't say I miss it but after eight months it feels strange to be living in a peaceful house. Which isn't to say that we don't still have problems; I could never say that. Someone is always doing something to bug others when you live in a group of ten youth.
Speaking of youth... my birthday is on Sunday. Haha. The big 19. I'd much rather be celebrating this festive occasion in the land of the Bluenosers but what can you do? I'm trapped in a mountain fortress (a beautiful mountain fortress, don't get me wrong) with no way out until August 29th. One month too late. Shame.
I should run though... I've got to close up the museum soon. I hope everyone is doing well and that nobody has forgotten me. I can't wait to see you all again.
Peace
-Zach