Monday was at our holiday. Normally should be this weekend carnival in Limon. There will be parades in celebration of the arrival of Christopher Columbus. Unfortunately, this fell out then, because of reasons that strike me as yet somewhat vague. So now we were on the Caribbean station in San Jose and no one really wanted to Limon, since it's pretty ugly and dangerous, there should be. Short decided to have our group of several volunteers from all over the world, but most were from Germany, decided just to drive back to Cahuita. From there one can if necessary even further down the coast. Ultimately, we spent Saturday at the beach in Cahuita, wonderful again in the same hostel by the sea. Our room was a little moldy on the walls, but when you hear the ocean roar when sleeping so wonderful and you can enjoy a view like in paradise interfere, so a bit more for a mold / no two nights! Sunday we went to a group of 3 to Manzanillo. Short time to explain, you look at the map of Costa Rica and Puerto Viejo search (bottom right). Puerto Viejo is THE tourist-resort on the Caribbean coast. I myself was not there. Cahuita is north south of Puerto Viejo, Manzanillo. So we are driven by bus through Puerto Viejo, and I must say: I will go there sometimes, but I'm just Cahuita blown away. Is not as touristy as Puerto Viejo. Compared to the place Cahuita Manzanillo is greater. Although Cahuita is probably not even as big as a theme park in Germany. The center may be as big as a car park Rewe. As the front of my house in Germany. The place is basically Manzanillo beach with only a few houses, a bar and 2 supermarkets. The beaches are incredibly beautiful. We are about half an hour a way to run long on the beach, we walked past many secluded bays and have finally settled for some time at one. Then we are back to the "public" beach, where most people were tanning on the beach. Actually, was not so busy. Monday, we have once again spent in Cahuita, the evenings are spent there in the center, where most people sit in Coco's Bar and listen to reggae, salsa, etc., and marijuana smoking. After my second time I know probably about half the population. It hung again the same vollgekifften Black topless in front of the bar and danced in the street, held a few Chicas look out or they have sold coconuts, to get money for new grass. Has already so its own flair, the Caribbean coast. Marijuana was offered to us on the 200 meter walk to the beach about 3 times, and known Secured seen everywhere. Sunday night we are in the early evening in a 20 minutes walk away Reggaebar went to the beach. There was then found everywhere Jamaicaflaggenfarbene things, blacks, who danced very left out, oh yeah and marijuana! Monday we then learn that a backpacker at our age, who slept in the same hostel in the evening was previously robbed in front of the hotel. By nem black with a weapon. He gave us very kindly warned not to take too much money ...... Well, finally we have then Monday again taken the last bus at 16:30 to San Jose.
Manzanillo, near the beach town "center":
After a little walk:
painted wall in Cahuita: Jesus is black and has dreadlocks!
On Tuesday morning the test was announced. When I get to work appeared, I got the first news that Adrian, one of my students, Sunday after the church has left the project. Pipa has allegedly allowed his mother to sit next to him, they should sit in another part that he was probably stupid. Now he is in another center in Manuel Antonio, which leads his sister. It has made me a little sad. Adrian was the one who has the least English. In his own words "Not more than a few phrases that he has learned in Manuel Antonio (beach) thanks to the many gringos (Americans) as" follow me "(falau mi) or" chairs on sale, "" Well, at least he was one in which it always made me extremely happy shall, unless he could answer me a question, because I knew he learned it from me. So now he was gone.
Allan, one of the chefs, who was recently in prison and whose girlfriend is pregnant now (see last blog entry!) Is gone too. Friday, after I left the project, he drove to his girlfriend. He wanted to be with her. His girlfriend wanted him but then can not sleep with him. He was to spend only 3 months in the center. When he wanted to return then he was not admitted, because one of his parents has to come with him. I guess is just a formal thing, so that the whole is somewhat difficult, to say the decision to abandon the project. If you know to get it even back in, is indeed a limiting factor less there. He spent the night just at the gates of my project. Some of his Kompan there the night have to talk to him and smuggled him out some food. Actually, he wanted the next day and his mother returned to the project. He is not however come. By chance he had given me a few days before his mobile phone number. Since Tuesday was his birthday, I wrote to him, there was no answer. I got along very well with him. We'll see.
Back to the subject, the test was therefore written by fewer students than expected, but there were other interns, who informs not at all from me be, and still wanted to make their English skills to the test. My students have answered correctly about 50-70 percent. The first page was almost entirely to the query vocabulary, and a few Auswählaufgaben to "many / much 'and' a / an". The second site was limited to questions like "Where is the pen?" In addition, an image of a pen on a table. I thought it would be very easy for them, that it was not, however. What is even more difficult to write. However, they have already learned, it's just the exercise that they need more. However, I will not concentrate too much on the letter that, to be the most likely eh never write anything in English, it remains for basic knowledge, spoken language, things that you need in everyday life.
There is another new one, Alex, he is in the age of my parents. It's been a few days there, I had not talked with him. Today I went to him once and I have presented or entertained me just a bit with him. He told me about his son and his ex-wife. I offered him, but to also meet the English lesson, but he would not. Towards the end of the day he finally came and wanted to drop by private lessons with Johnny. He asked me if I do not him a little what could teach the computer. He might be a little bit, but he wants to learn more. I am now once in the hand! You can see times again, that goes a little openness and understanding a good way, because I had not approached him, he certainly would not come. It is generally, the new do not know who I am, then maybe talk with the others about me, but they themselves do not introduce themselves or start a conversation. After I return, you get to know them better, then the ice is mostly broken.
Tuesday I had the office of my organization to sign a document to apply for my bank account. Jonas, a German staff, who now lives here, was quite enthusiastic about my activities in the project. I was to keep testing, etc., there for the next volunteer. I seem to do my work but very good.
About 2 weeks later I'm writing another. He is 60 years, was very friable due to years of addiction. A very amiable man, thanks to the lack of teeth I've hardly seen him, but I still have it immediately in my heart. After 5 days, then he was gone. Yesterday we sold before my project on the road eggs to make a little money. The eggs were donated. In any case, came the old man by then. Very dirty, with visible beard and drugs. My friend, has sold the eggs, talked with him then, he tried to make courage. The man said that he is dependent for 40 years. He was in a hurry but obviously, or would have none. He just nodded and gratefully accept my mandarin. Which I did already sorry that he lives on the street again. But where he could have as well. A perfect example of what drugs can do to a person and how hard it is to get away from it. He prefers to live on the street with drugs than in a place like my project with everything he needs and without drugs.
A little frustrated I was, after Allan and Adrian have disappeared. There were then 2 students. I thought, okay, it will be the last. And as life goes, were now three more people in my class. Jhonny was sitting again today in the classroom. Although he was again a little loud but this time he has learned even more, it's all now on the fabric. Another Johnny, a brand-new, the beginning of the week came, was also there. I get along well with him, yesterday he taught me how to tie bracelets, you can never stop learning, Ha ha He is about 2 feet tall and wears sunglasses constantly. Whatever. Nice to demand he has this day taken off during lessons, so completely has he not fallen, but at my cute smile, one can hardly help but realize my wish. The other was David. He is newly arrived yesterday, and he is the brother of another Allan, the other cook. They live by the way very close to my home in Guadalupe, my host cousin is friends with Ariel David. Quite interesting, whom you meet there, so everything. David can not Johnny English quite well. He was very frustrated today because I do not again could start with the alphabet, when all the others will know more. I and the others have already tried to tell him some things, so detrimental to the other not, if they have to explain again what you have learned so that it is consolidating, but he still has "nothing at all understood," as he said. At the end of the hour was then asked if tomorrow is teaching again. Actually, the hours are indeed scheduled for Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, but this is variable. So I offered to teach, if interested there. They wanted to be in the morning and afternoon classes (in order not to exaggerate, yes!). Spontaneously I decided So, Johnny tomorrow morning to give a "private lesson" to teach him a bit more basic knowledge about him and slowly bring to the state of the other. Then at noon the hour all together. Jorge (see previous entries) then said to Johnny that he was a month ago in class and never got one private lessons. Johnny was very proud and have the frustration was eased a little. To point 3
clock today, after class was at once the woman from the scary alley back in the door. They looked different and had their hair anscheinened stained red, at the base, but they were rather bright purple. She asked why have I allowed to hear anything from me. I would have to go into the alley, so. But I've told her of course not. They then told again without meaningful context things about their burned CDs and DVDs, which they sold in order to earn some money. Hides were heard again and again "that costs 600 colones again (about 80 cents), I have no money for this and for that". I think they had any question, something like, whether you can burn only 10 of 15 songs from a CD, but you now whether I should actually help make it or not, they would not say obviously. Since I of her last visit already used to break away was that you appear to be, I then presented the students who sat precisely in the class, and they can talk to her.
my workout I have now extended due to weight gain (scheiße.). I run now for the first 40 minutes and then start with the 1 1 / 2 hours boxing training. Abdominal training is extended here, shortened biceps and triceps. Are hard enough, poor thing. My coach with me so regularly to stop, if Joel does not come with the bike. Mitlerweile he organizes always someone who gets me safely to the bus, which is 100 meters away from the boxing arena. Very friendly, like he cares. The Nica, me has now located was robbed yesterday at my bus stop by a man with a revolver. Oops. I will always accompany you. It is also natural for the Latinos that they wait until the bus arrives. It should be easy.
Valeria somehow still no exit date, let alone their project. Whether they are now emigrating in early November? Who knows, this is here.
Jessie yesterday, I even asked if letters arrive as if they are to the "Directions" sent to our house. "Yes, I guess ... no idea" just came. "Do we get any mail? Bills or something?" I asked. Then she showed me invoices, as now, but come to the house, no idea. She was then surprised that there are people who use the post, to write letters. I told her that my grandmother Christa I sometimes write letters. When she then heard that my grandma only 3 hours wegwohnt I asked her only "Why that I can call you that!" I told her then that it's very personal, writing letters, and that my grandma just loves to write letters! It seemed to her a bit strange. The
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