A Day in the Life in Vila

I am currently writing from the Peace Corps Resource Centre. I am here on a Saturday evening with my good friends Blake, Erin, and Jared. Justine is passed out on the couch.

We are currently trying to decide what to do with the small cluster of baby rats just found in our photocopier. While we have not settled on the appropriate course of action, it does explain all the recent paper jams.

I am inclined to just leave them there for awhile, although Jared keeps shouting at me to take them outside and kill them, asserting that it is far more humane as they will inevitably starve to death if we don't. I am not sure why *I* was selected as the recipient of his instructions, since *I* was not the first one to find them.

Now the boys are proposing various torturous ways of murdering the rats just to upset me.

In this moment, I love Peace Corps with all my heart and soul.

Not kidding. I mean it. Now that there's a light at the end of the tunnel, I'm totally back on the Peace Corps train...

And...*drumroll please*...my visa/work permit for New Zealand has finally been approved! So the next step is there for me whenever I'm ready to take it.

Still haven't made any decisions about whether or not I'm leaving early so...we'll see...