In my home country I am very much an extrovert. I love spending time with people. But here, it is a little different. I still love to be with people, but it wears me out.
In our early months here, every few days I would get up the courage to visit someone. I'd secretly have my eye on my watch, hoping to at least survive for an hour, and then make my exit.
Now, grated my language was extremely limited so a decent conversation was really hard to come by. Mostly, my patient host and I would have to rack out brains for topics, exchange a few words or sentences about said topic, and then wait in silence for another basic topic to come to mind. Repeat. Repeat again.
Often times a translation dictionary was in use.
See, painful, right?
Anyhow, now that my language, although far from great, has advanced a bit, conversations flow freely and actual ideas on occasion may be shared.
Which brings us to this post.
I am worn out. The past week has been people-full! As you can probably tell by this scattered post, my brain is not functioning well.
Last Monday I went to visit a lady in the new building across the street. We had met on the street a few times, and it was time for me to drop in for a visit. Monday night Callie and I went to visit some different neighbors.
Tuesday I went to the bazar with a neighbor.
Wednesday the ladies in my building all came up for coffee.
Thursday Justin and I had a meeting with our company's Regional Director. (He is not a local.)
Friday I went to the Koran group in my building. (By the way, it went well. We sat and listened to the Hoca read from the Koran in Arabic for quite a while. Then she explained what she read, and also reviewed the rules for how to wash oneself before prayers. After the study part was over the hostess served us lunch. Then we all sat around and talked until it was time for all the moms to pick up their kids. It went so well. I can't wait to go back this week. *One funny story: The hostess's grown daughter answered the door when I arrived and she gasped at the sight of me. She didn't know that I was coming and was shocked to see me. Most of the other ladies knew and so it was no big deal. They were very nice and seemed happy to have me. They all said how flattering my headscarf was!)
Saturday morning my dear friend came over. Then we went as a family (in our car!!!!) to visit some local believers. That was a rare treat, and very encouraging.
Sunday we had Noah's best friend's family over for brunch. It was so fun. This was our first time meeting the father so we were quite nervous. With men in this country, you never know what you are going to get. But, he was perfectly delightful, and we all had a great time together. After they left, we took the kids to see "Tangled." Although it was dubbed in the local language, it was still cute. Once we got home, we ate a quick dinner, and then the girls and I went across the street to visit our favorite neighbors. (Shhhh. Don't ell anyone. We belly-danced.)
Today I tried my best not to talk to anyone at all!! I am worn slap out!
P.S.- I went to the market in the car today. It was heaven!!! I got more than I could carry!!