OK, OK, OK. I realize that it has been a little bit into
this whole Peace Corps training dealio without any updates as to what life is
like. Hopefully this post and the next one will give some insight into how my
days have been going.
Let’s venture back in time a little first to staging.
Staging, the less than 24 hours we were given in Washington D.C. to prepare us
for a journey to Panama. To start with, I met up with some of the other PCTs
(Peace Corps Trainees) in the airport. They were easy enough to spot being the
group of younger people with large hiking backpacks and duffel bags. We all got
a van, split the fare, and headed over to the hotel. We then basically spent
the day going through some administrative things and having lots of sessions on
“What are you worried about and what are you excited for?” type things. It was
a nice way to start meeting people in a more relaxed situation. The next day
however, we had to check out of the hotel by 2 a.m. Yup, that’s not a typo
people, that is 2 in the morning. After exploring D.C. for a little bit, since
I had never been there before, I took a roughly two hour nap before waking up
and hitting the road again.
Leaving our hotel by 2:30 a.m. allowed us to arrive at the
check-in counter at 3. Ensuring that we were first in line to check in since it
didn’t open until… well… 4:30 a.m. Although this seemed quite the bother at
first, we ended up being thankful for it because our flight was at 6 or 6:30 (I
don’t really remember) and a lengthy line had formed behind us. We took that plane to Miami, and took that
plane to Panama City, Panama. At approximately noon on Wednesday June, 18th
we had arrived to our destination country.
Ah, Panama City, Panama. The first thing you notice flying
in is the many tall skyscrapers that are as nice as any United States capital.
Why would Peace Corps be here? This place seems to be doing great. Well as you
continue to bank into the final approach for landing you realize. Using one
word to describe the justification for Peace Corps’ presence in Panama it would
be this: disparity. As you pass the skyscrapers you start to realize that you
could stand on the top floor and probably throw a stone into one of the poor
neighborhoods, or barrios as they would be called. The acquisition of complete
control of the Panama Canal has been rushing money into the country, but its
distribution has been all but equal. Certain parts of the country are growing
rapidly, other parts are remaining fairly stagnant, and the far reaches of the
country are not even touched. That is why there are PCVs here, not because the
city is turning into a great hub of business and trading, but because the rest
of the country is not.
But I digress, back to the story. We arrived in Panama City
and were swept off to our pre-PST (Pre-Service Training) retreat at the Peace
Corps Office in Ciudad del Saber. This place is nice. I’m talking gated
community/compound thing, wifi, warm showers, flushing toilets, A/C, tons of
development agencies have training offices here…nice. We spent Wednesday to
Sunday here, mostly doing administrative things and “Welcome to Panama here is
health and security” seminars. It gave us a great opportunity to get to know
people as we all started to bond and become friends. Everyone here is pretty
fantastic. I will not bore you with most of the seminars that we had to go
through, but on Saturday we took a trip to visit a nearby volunteer’s site. It
was neat to see the work that they had accomplished and especially the
relationships they had formed with the people in their site. They had worked on
an aqueduct project and we got to see the final product since we arrived the
day before they were going to COS (close of service) and leave. It was an
understandably emotional day for them (it was a married couple, thus the plural
usage), but really cool to see a volunteer’s site and what their daily lives
would look like. On the way back from this site visit we stopped at a little
roadside store to grab some empanadas that were supposed to be pretty good
(Spoiler: they were) and I had an experience that will make an appearance in my
next post, so stay tuned for more!
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