It seems so weird that I've been here for almost a month.  The time is flying by!!!!

A normal day for me consists of getting up around 6:30 and bathing.  Bathing means filling up a bucket with rain water and taking it to a small outdoor shower, with no shower in it.  I use a small bowl to take water out of the bucket and pour it onto myself.  At the house where I am living they have a black rain collection barrel and sometimes the water is kind of warm from the previous day, but mostly it's a freezing shocking sensation.  Needless to say, my 35 minute hot showers have turned into 5 minute freezing ones.
 Next, I get ready for school and help my host mom make breakfast.
 Training starts at 8:00 and goes until 4:30 or 5:00 and we take lunch from 12:00 - 1:00.  I go home and have lunch with my host family.  Training is similar to a college class with lectures on different situations we might face throughout service and how to handle them. At the end of the day sometimes I will stay at the training center to do homework or to use the internet.  Other days I will go home and play with my host siblings or talk with my host family.  Then I help make dinner.  I am not good at cooking... yet.  I have burned a lot of things, but my host mom insists that I am slowly getting better

Yesterday I went to an area called the landing with my host siblings and one of their friends.  It takes me about 10 minutes to walk to the landing down a dirt road.  (All of the roads where I live are dirt/mud and sand.)  The landing is an area by the creek that people go swimming, do wash, and bathe.  The creek is black water and it will stain light clothes so I wear all black when I go.  I usually wear a bathing suit and wear a tank top and shorts over it.  We jumped off of the bank into the creek and played for an hour.  It's weird to me how similar the children here are to the children back home.  We played catch and had swimming races.

Today I had the chance to speak with the country director of the program and found out that he went to Hampden-Sydney.. what a small world! Right now I'm sitting in our training building stealing internet from the internet cafe..

I have uploaded a bunch of pictures onto Facebook and since then I haven't been very good about taking pictures!  So I will do my best to upload some more soon!


Only 2 weeks until I get my site assignment, which is where I will be living for the next 2 years!

Labaria snake in the kitchen yesterday!  Didn't get a chance to take a picture, but they are poisonous and it was exciting!

Welcome to my life in St. Cuthbert’s Mission!

I arrived in Guyana and spent my first couple of days at a resort called Splashmins.  I spent these couple of days getting to know the PC Guyana Staff and the other trainees that were a part of Guyana 24.  After Splashmins all trainees begin what is called CBT (Cite Based Training).  For this training I was 1 of 8 volunteers sent to a rural location.  The people I am training with Lesley, Juan, Rachel, Alex, Susan, Patrick, and Jane.  This location is an Amerindian village. 

Upon arrival in St. Cuthbert’s we met our host mothers at what we would later learn was our training building.  We walked in after a very bumpy jeep ride to see seven women sitting in folding chairs looking at us.  They didn’t know exactly who we were, but they knew the names of the people that they would be hosting.  They called our names out and walked up to us, trying to find their new “white baby.”

My site is amazing as is my host family.  My host family is made up of my host dad Brian (Papa B), my host mom Denise (Momma D), my host brother Brandon (11), my host sister Sabelina (Saba, 7), and my other host sister Gabby who is 2.  I’ve gone on many adventures so far.  A few of these including a ride in a real canoe (made from a tree), swimming in the black water (river & creek), made roti and bake, as well as helping to make cassava bread!  I'm hoping to be able to upload a bunch of pictures this Friday when I travel out to a larger town where I can use an internet cafe!  Miss you all.

I'm here in Guyana!!  I'm sorry that I have taken so long to post.  It's pretty hard to get internet access where I am located.  I am living in a remote training site called St. Cuthbert's Mission.  It is an Amerindian community of about 2,000 people.  I am living with a host family. My host family is my host mom, Denise, host dad, Bryan, host brother, Brandon (12), host sister Saballina (7), and host sister Gabby (3).  They have been teaching me to wash my laundry by hand, take bucket baths, cook local food, and understand the rules of cricket.  I'm using the internet connection at the local internet cafe.  Which is a small room with 6 computers used by the entire community.  It's only open Monday - Friday from 6 - 9 pm.  So it's usually pretty crowded.  I'm hoping to write more soon and to add some of the pictures that I have taken!  My mailing address for the next 7 weeks is

U.S. Peace Corps c/o Genevieve Stiles
c/o United States Embassy
100 Young & Duke Streets, Kingston
Georgetown, Guyana
South America

Happy Almost Valentine's Day!

The Last Leg

I made it through Philadelphia and I have graduated from being a Peace Corps invitee to a Peace Corps trainee.  Wooooo! While in DC I was able to meet up with another volunteer who was from Oregon.  We made it to Philly together and found a shuttle to take us to our hotel.  When she and I climbed into the shuttle we were greeted by 4 other volunteers!  Pre-service Training was filled with meeting everyone and struggling through matching new names and faces.  I'm feeling a little tired and a little anxious about arrival, but most of all excited!!  I fly out of New York at 12:35 am and will arrive in Guyana around 7.  It's finally sinking in that I am actually doing this!  Keep your fingers crossed that all of the volunteers and the luggage arrives safely.

En route

As I sit in the Washington D.C. airport awaiting my flight to Philadelphia, I thought I would take a few moments to reflect on the day thus far.  My morning was filled with running around to take care of last minute errands.  I was constantly checking my bags to make sure that I hadn't forgotten this or that.  I was allowed to take two pieces of checked luggage that weighed a total of 80 pounds with neither piece of luggage weighing more than 50 pounds.  It sounds a little bit like a word problem.  As I placed each bag on the scale while I was checking in, I was holding my breath!  My rolling suitcase came to a total of 47 pounds and my backpack came to a total of 33 pounds.  Which comes to a grand total of 80 pounds!  This makes me feel as if my packing, unpacking, and weighing the bags at least 10 times was worth it.  

Saying goodbye to my family was hard to say the least.  We walked around together for as long as possible before I had to go through security.  My little brother hugged my waist tightly and cried and told me he didn't want me to go which was almost to much for me to handle.  But he gave me a little frog stuffed animal that we named Joe Gilbert Stiles to travel Guyana with me and keep me company.  My mom cried a little bit and my dad and I didn't cry.  They have been so supportive of my doing this and I don't think I could have done it otherwise.  Thanks family :-)   Thank you also to all of my amazing friends who sent me on my journey with kind words and well wishes.  

My next challenge will be getting that 80 pounds of luggage from the airport in Philly to the hotel.  Here's to hoping it goes smoothly!

Pre-departure Update

I have packed, unpacked, and repacked my luggage to help prepare.  I am taking a large rolling suitcase and a backpacking backpack. They are both large and I am putting as much into them as the weight limit allows.  This is two pieces of checked luggage weighing a total of no more than 80 pounds, with neither piece being more than 50 pounds.  Keep in mind I will have no help carrying around these monstrous pieces of luggage.  To make sure that I will be able to get them through the airport and to the hotel and to where ever I am going to be living I have been walking around my house with my large backpack on and rolling my suitcase behind me.  So far, so good.  I have gone through everything I am packing and slowly but surely have gotten the clothes down to a manageable amount.  I have printed out a ton of pictures and spent a lot of time laminating them to hopefully protect them from the hot humidity of Guyana. I have made about a million and two checklists making sure that I am not forgetting anything too important.  From everything I have read and the people I have chatted with who are already in Guyana, I will be able to buy almost anything I need there, but I feel more at ease knowing that I already have most of my necessities.

My Backpacking Pack before I put anything in it.

Reading the directions and trying to figure out how all of the straps on this contraption work.

Today I was able to practice Skype-ing with my students from Petsworth Elementary School.  I'm giving the address of my blog to all of the students so that they can keep up with what I am doing.  So, here's a hello for all of the wonderful third graders at Petsworth!! I will miss you all very much and I hope to be able to continue to Skype with you!  Keep working hard and keep passing those Mad Minutes.

Tonight I had a very American meal with my best friends from high school.  I dined on a cheeseburger, french fries, and beer.  Not my healthiest of choices, but man was it good.  I am going to miss the familiarity of being around people who have known me for so long.  On the other hand, I cannot wait to make new friends.