Georgia is awesome. Wish women had more freedom here, we cant really do anything without being judged. So, two stories, I literally got ants down my pants one day and yesterday on my morning run, I stepped  in what I thought was dry dirt but turned out to be a sink hole of mud, I looked like I had a lead foot and that I stepped in cement. Even better was the fact that the entire village knew this happened by the time I arrived home to get ready for class, this was 7am… no one was even awake when I left for the run.  Small village life.  Its kinda annoying to have to announce to the whole family that you want to shower and shit but no harm I guess.

Seems like Ive been here for a lot longer then 2 weeks. I wish we had a little more free time to chill out with friends. Sunday is the one and only day for that and now I am off to a picnic in Borjomi park with the other Mokhlise  ( volunteers). The language is crazy hard but coming along quite well PC does an amazing job and my LCF/teacher is very adept. The food is nice but nothing I would call flavor sensations.. Its wonderful though that these people live pretty much self sustainably.. milk and cheese from our cows, we eat the chickens running in the yard( I think they know they re next cuz they are scared!) and we also make yummy fresh bread daily. We have 4 maghazias in our village which are like mini marts.. really not much to them at all and supplies ar limited. Cant wait to buy some natural water here in big Borjomi.. I hate the frizzante shit, its not thirst quenching and I think Im dehydrated on a daily basis, but no worries I can deal just fine. So sorry for the horrid spelling and typos, this keyboard sucks balls.. but its nice to be connected to the world again. Check my facebook I posted a lot of random pictures.

Ok Peace and Love to you allllllll.

P.S. I love post letters write me some bitches. xo