Can I start off this post by saying that yesterday was hands-down the most dreamlike day in Guyana thus far? After training ended around 4:30, my day got exponentially better by the hour.
It started with the minibus ride home. Typically, catching a minibus after training is a hassle. Because of the rush hour, the buses are packed pretty full. The bus I flagged down yesterday happened to only be filled with a group of 5 or 6 school girls. As we started our trip back home, I noticed that the driver was not taking any more passengers. “That’s odd,” I thought. Then after he dropped us off, he refused to take money, and wished us a great rest of the day. It turns out he was just a random man who decided to be gracious enough to give two foreigners a ride. What a gentlemen!
Chelsea had invited me to join her to attend an award ceremony in Georgetown that same night. Since getting out of the house does not happen all that often with the Peace Corps curfew, I could not pass up the opportunity. Noel was our driver and escort for the evening out. We stopped by a cultural center briefly, and during those ten minutes, we had the chance to see the Prime Minister from afar.
What could top seeing the Prime Minister you ask? Why, getting my picture taken with the president of Guyana of course. It turns out that the president, his Excellency, is quite active in Guyanese community life, and he was one of the speakers at the athletic award ceremony that we were crashing (for the record, Noel had been invited). When refreshments were being served after the ceremony, I could not help approaching him and asking for his photograph. Three weeks in country, I meet the president and I have proof. To wrap up the night, Noel treated us to a Hawaiian vegetarian large pizza at Pizza Hut. You judge for yourself if this was a dream.
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