Home Sweet Home

Well, here I am... all settled into my new hut. But first, let me catch you all up on my life. We spent another day in Goroka, shopping and what not. I found that this time I was way less nervous, and felt less on display. And, now this is funny, I found it weird to see other white people (not from our group). It's a little shocking how much they (we) stick out. On Saturday the rest of my team left to go home. It was miserable, I was so sad! I realized that I had gone straight from leaving my friends & family, to gaining a whole new family in my team. When they left I felt really alone for the first time. I was finally able to move out to ITF and into my house, but after the excitement of unpacking & settling in, I felt tremendously gloomy. During one of our last nights we had a campfire, and one of my friends was talking about the transfiguration... and how it was such an incredible, life-changing experience that Peter wanted to set up camp and live up on that mountain forever. But we aren't meant to live on the mountain top... we have to come down, because we have a job to do. It's a difficult transition, but I know that I'm right where I'm supposed to be. As requested, here are a few pics of my new digs: When you walk in the front door, to the right is my kitchen. To the left is my living room. Then my bedroom is behind that. This is my little desk and closet. And then straight out the door is my bathroom Here is my porch. A walk around the outside. The flaps to the right and left are my bedroom & bathroom windows. The bigger picture. And of course... the view is spectacular.