After weeks of following the relentless training schedules as a Peace Corps Trainee (PCT), the day of swearing-in as a Peace Corps Volunteer (PCV) finally came.
It was suppose to be a day of celebration and reflection of our first months in country. But the only thing I could think about was how to hijack the waiters’ tray of hors d’oeuvres before they made their way to the next group of salivating PCVs. We heard rumors the day before of filet mignon and chocolate brownies. Instead we had pizza bites, sausages and some other fried-dough deliciousness. We missed out on brownies this time but Ghirardelli Chocolates were not a bad replacement. At some point there were some nice speeches from some important people. But after weeks of salty stew, mashed matooke, boiled goat meat and toast; all we could do was think about was the “American” food they were serving. Overall the best thing about being sworn-in is knowing that we would no longer have a tedious daily schedule…. We were finally free to move about the country (somehow*)
Uganglish translator: “Somehow” is common vocabulary used by Ugandans to describe an event or circumstance that really is not relevant or true, but, we can assume that it intended to be.