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As some know now, as Bekah put it, "Yesterday the clouds opened up and the light shined down on this little District Health Services office and lo and behold, internet appeared."

But today I could not open blogger.com so I'm trying the email method. Fingers are crossed. And it's hard to type this way.

Quickly, a wise PCV once said the first month at sight is the hardest month as a Volunteer. We concur. But, as our parents know since they call every week, we are still in good spirits. In a nutshell, this is how it feels:

Imagine moving to a new city. It's awkward at first because you don't know where anything is. And you're nowhere near your comfort zone. People do things differently. And at first you have no friends there, no one you can trust to help you. Then, throw in that you do not know how to speak the same language. I imagine we feel like a South American or Asian who can't speak English moving in to my hometown and being totally lost. That's us.

But it gets better every day. Our patience is our biggest ally. And when we're down and lonely and homesick, something usually come along to brighten the day - a surprise phone call from Bek's sister, a surprise visit from a fellow PCV and, most recently, a package of 4 People Magazines and 1 Striker (soccer) Magazine that we just melt with happiness over.

Before I go I'll mention Bek and I have both been playing soccer here, or, as they say, tebe bola. Ah yes, the beautiful game. It's not only a great way to meet new people, it's fun.

So, we're headed to Dili semana oin, next week, so you'll here from us again then. For now, ate amanya.