My cousin Kelsi is in the Peace Corps and people have been giving her a hard time that she’s got it easy. She’s really been enjoying the Domican Republic and writing some great stories about the country and the people there. Having been in third world countries and a lot of Carribean countries, I don’t think it she has it easy. I’m really glad she’s enjoying the good parts. In her email today she shared one of the negative sides for the first time:
The first thing I saw when I got to my house in La Cienega was the hugest rat I
had ever seen being chased by the family dog. I about started freaking out on
the spot, but since it was the familyÂ´s first impression of me, I held it
together as much as I could. They reassure me that there are no rats in the
house, but I have the dog and cat sleep in my room just in case.
It reminded me of a hotel in Honduras where I was sitting at the pool and two rats tried to climb up on my chair. I pulled up my feet and let my friend continue to sleep in the other lounger. What else could you do? I certainly wasn’t going to go anywhere while they were there! I wish I’d had a dog!