What a day! I woke up this morning ridiculously early, hoping to finish up my fundraising manual before I actually got to work. Oh the irony huh? It’s just that I was worried I’d need to look something up on the net and be hooped (no internet there) or somehow my battery on my laptop would die and I’d be left scrambling on my last day.
I was dead tired too – went to bed late last night and woke up three or four times to the most ANNOYING sound in the world. No, not the one from Dumb and Dumber…more annoying! Not dogs barking or horns honking…
S q u e e t e r s – buzzing by my ear like the little obnoxious shits they are. Argh. My bites are bright red welts and they are beyond itchy.
And I don’t understand why they go for your ears in the first place. And it only takes just one to wake you up in a rage!
Anyways, sleep-crisis was diverted. I threw in ear plugs and literally doused my bed and self in deet. Ignore the third arm I may have growing upon my return home…
Back to the morning. After my standard breakfast – boiled egg, fresh cheese croissant, and a piping-hot coffee, I met my usual taxi driver down at the Cholwk (basically an intersection). This guy has been really kind and has offered me great rates quite a few times. I feel terrible that a CECI driver actually came and picked me up from the office (I didn’t know he was coming!) and I suspect the poor man drove all the way out to my work and waited for me…I’m an asshole. I’m sorry nice taxi-man, I had no way of avoiding it. Karma will get me, don’t you worry.
An hour later, I arrived at work. Finishing touches were put on my pieces, documents were explained in detail and handed over to Prerana staff. I had a final debriefing session with my CECI coordinator and.. my work and self were a hit!
Can’t believe I’m already done my Leave for Change portion of this trip. I’m quite sad about it but at least it ended in a celebration!
The staff pitched in together and bought me a beautiful traditional sari – every single element, down to the earrings, bracelets, and braided-hair thing (um, I lost the Nepali word..again, asshole)! The girls stripped me down and dolled me up.
We were all giggling away as one woman worked on my hair/makeup, another wrapping the dress (which I really tried to memorize, but she’s young and doesn’t wear one daily yet since she isn’t married and kept forgetting how to do it – all the redo’s made it hard to keep track), another finding me bangles down the street.
Oh, the bangles – did you know Nepali women have very flexible knuckle-parts (I have no idea how to explain that part of your hard)? They can twist and turn their already small knuckles to put their teeny-tiny bangles on. I broke three glass bangles before we resorted to soap to get them on. And I’ve always thought I had somewhat small hands!
After 15 minutes behind closed doors, I was ready for my grand entrance.
I really did feel quite beautiful in all that gorgeous fabric. And it was soft and airy to the touch. After everyone clapped and admired, we sat down to tea, cookies, and juice. It was a great way to say goodbye to everyone and now I have my very own sari! I’ll miss them all – just a wonderful group of kind, passionate, and dedicated people.
Tomorrow I’m off to Delhi and 40 C heat. Feel free to check my Twitter widget for updates – I’ve heard internet is painfully slow and posting might be a challenge, so I’ve brought my Twitter account back from the dead to keep in touch.
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