I am currently at a loss for things to do. The Moldovan winter is finally setting in I think, although there is no snow, I walk outside and immediately ask myself why I left the (warmer) setting of my awesome apartment. The once mud has now frozen into obstacles that make walking with your head down a must. My furry friends who live out by my trash are getting a little more desperate for food which makes my attempts at befriending them a little less in futile. I still am yet to gain the trust of any of them. However the elderly couple who scavenges my apartment block’s garbage seems very friendly. I have been planning on buying a sack of potatoes and onions to give to them the next time I see them out, but don’t want to embarrass them.
Peace Corps SPA grant proposals are coming up. I’ll be presenting my project on the 28th. Everyone and their dog have written a proposal this year, but apparently there is more money in the budget. So I hope the extra money in the budget will offset my awful writing skills and get my project funded. I’m working with a lady in town, who owns a farm, to construct a small scale commercial fishing pond (is “small scale commercial” an oxymoron?). What we plan to do is converting an old irrigation pond to allow fish to be grown and use the “fish poo” infused water as a super organic fertilizer for a greenhouse located on the property. We plan on planting carp, or as my dad referred to them growing up “shit eating fish”. Yes, they do eat shit, but they also eat microscopic organic growth in the water. Actually, we don’t even need to feed them if we don’t want to. We are going to fertilize the pond using cow manure. From what I have read we can just put 1kg of manure in a day that encourages growth of the microscopic organic growth. However, we will be adding a supplemental feed of corn mash to the water as well.
Hopefully this project gets funded because if it doesn’t I really don’t have anything planned to work on for the next 7 months. So I’ll probably just start my tour of Moldova and start visiting lots of people. If you’re a volunteer reading this I believe that should be fair warning.
Seven months. Yep, that’s how much longer I have. Well, something around there. I should be able to leave sometime in the first 2 weeks of July. Time has flown… Well when I think about everything I have done in the last year and a half, it seems like way longer. No matter though, my time is almost up and then I have to, as I tell my partner, “Fac ceva cu viata mea”, or “do something with my life”. I have started to poke around the job market in the States, but all the jobs seem super lame compared to my childhood dreams. The only jobs I’m qualified for are extra boring sounding that would require me to sit inside all day writing grants, consulting on grants, and other really boring sounding things. What happened to the 4 millions job openings to be astronauts, 3 million openings in the NBA, NFL, and PGA? Also, why am I not qualified to be a spy? Was it not promised to me by Faith Hill that I could be anything I want to be? She should have said “you can be anything you want to be…. But probably not”
Okay that’s all. I love you all