Tom and I Sporting our sites
The day that we had all been waiting for finally came, site assignment day. A day filled with many emotions, although many were obviously rattled about the selection process I tried to keep my mind open to all the possibilities. Although in the back of my mind, I really wanted to be somewhere on the coast near the ocean. That was my ideal, an area that had some nice waves to surf, since I was spoiled in March while I was here on travel in Canoa. However, I wasn’t nervous or rattled about any of the possibilities, except one. That one possibility was to be living in an area like Santo Domingo. A location in the transition zone. I just felt that life in an area like Santo Domingo would be pretty rough, since it was extremely humid, city with a lot of pollution, cloudy (meaning the sun never came out), and flat. In a country of amazing landscapes and coast line. It was a little less than remarkable.
Then the moment came. We found the facilitators outside all lined up with a gigantic Ecuador map made of flowers on the field that we used for soccer. One by one we headed out to our locations. Then my moment came, “ Sean Maloney Ventanas” I found myself standing after norma one of my favorite language facilitators brought me to the map. Standing there I looked over and checked out where my site was located, it was directly in line with Santo Domingo in the transition zone. As a volunteer, you are asked to service where they believe you will be most effective. After seeing fellow volunteers along the coast line, or near high sierra areas. I was a bit disappointed in the selection that I had received. I truly felt like the one area that I couldn’t be happy in I was selected to volunteer in. The day proceed in a strange manner as we received our site profiles to read and understand who would be our counterpart and what would be our job descriptions. As luck would have it, the forms I received were completely illegible. To be honest, I was a bit disappointed. There I sat, looking around as everyone else was enjoying the excitement of receiving their site information. I was sitting there with no information about whether or not my site was like Santo Domingo. I had no information I what my site would be like. I tried pretty hard not to show my disappointment, and maintain my cool. I treated it to be just another test of patience in the long lists of tests of patience we as Peace Corps volunteers must face.
Next post will reveal the results.









