A Plot Thickens
I went to Antananarivo to talk to the Peace Corps Boss. It was something important that will remain confidential, but I confide it was like a scene from an award winning drama with a handsome male lead. There is a possibility that I’ll have to leave the Peace Corps early. An outcome that would sadden me. My students, all 300 of them, could lose a teacher. Also, in my English Club we’re making a film, I really want to complete it.
The Talk
The Peace Corps Director of Madagascar and I had a good talk in her office. I showed up on time. She was friendly and invited me to sit down. She asked me questions about what happened. I told the truth and was pretty nervous. Sometimes I had trouble speaking calmly. But I did it. She told me that she doesn’t know what’s going to happen next. I was relieved as hell it was over.
Medical Issues
And on a side note, I stopped by the medical office to have the doctor look at my eye that had just recuperated from an infection. I can’t say it’s 100% better after the medicine they gave me, but it is better and told him so. And check this, I was weighed and I’m 22 lbs (144lbs) lighter than when I arrived in Madagascar. WTF!?
The Underground
Now it’s night time and I’m at the Underground Hostel, with a bohemian, international vibe, a fantastic place to stay for any backpacker exploring this here big island. It reminds of the song by Bob Dylan, ‘Tangled Up in Blue’ “There’s music in the cafe’s at night and revolution in the air”
While enjoying the days and nights at the Underground Hostel (feels like I’m in a James Bond movie) the receptionist invited me to a party after she got off. First I said no and went upstairs. Then I thought hey, this is an invitation to have fun, to new possibilities, and a new world, like Narnia! Lol. A Malagasy house party? A glimpse into Malagasy society. Why turn it down? So I went back downstairs and told her, “Sure I’ll go.” I’m glad I did. I partied with some Malagasy cool-cats. It was so fun. We drank and did a bunch of fun stuff. Played games. And all that. It was so refreshing after such a long and difficult day. The next morning I boarded a bus for the 11 hour ride back to my town, Alakamisy Ambohimaha, and back to the rural life.
Conclusion:
Even though you think everything is going down the tubes, it can turn around in a blink of an eye.

