Kipilefti

This morning was the last session of our training. Tomorrow we all head our separate ways. I’d been hoping to get a ride up to Dar in the PC vehicle but it didn’t work out, so I’ll be catching a bus bright and early (actually dark and early, since it will be before the sun comes up) tomorrow morning. Then a twelve hour bus ride. Should be a fun time.

Highlight of the last few days: teaching a little about HIV/AIDS at a local elementary school with our counterparts. Brian and I finished early so we sat on the ground and the kids crowded around us (they were adorable in their red sweaters and blue pants/skirts and red-and-white striped socks) and we had an impromptu geography lesson from a magazine Brian happened to have brought along.

I’m very sorry to be saying goodbye to my fellow PCVs but rather glad that training is over. The sessions were exhausting, and the Tanzanian presenters were all in the habit of giving us a handout or showing us a Powerpoint, then reading exactly what it said to us. Slowly. It was somewhat excruciating. It was also frustrating because many of the counterparts still don’t seem to know very much about HIV/AIDS (we had a long, long discussion about how it was not created in a lab in the U.S. and some of them still didn’t believe us) or how it’s transmitted. So that was frustrating. But spending time with friends more than makes up for it.