Sunday, June 26, 2011

Lunch at the DeSuza House

This morning I managed to crawl out of bed after last night's music festival to attend church with my boss and his family at the Zion Moravian Church in Basseterre. Afterward, we headed back over to their home where I was greeted with a buffet of superb Kittitian cousine put together by the the wonderful Mrs. Carol DeSuza. Their hospitality once again was over the top - I was even given a change of clothes from one of Mr. DeSuza's daughter, Asha, who by the way is the FUNNIEST person I think I've met since I've been here. Great food including a bread fruit dish, an egg plant dish, sweet potato, plantain, macaroni, chicken, fish, rice and peas, and salad (accompanied with fantastic company) made this meal the BEST MEAL OF THE SUMMER thus far!


Although the weekend was probably the most fun I've had thus far and today's food was beyond delicious, it was a bit of a bitter sweet moment for me. Today was my younger sister's (who lives in Chilliwack, BC along with the rest of my immediate family) bridal shower, and I would've really loved to have been home for that. There are not many tangible or materialistic things I miss. I can do without having my favourite mousse sold here (although, tell that to my frizzy hair); I can manage without constant electricity (have I mentioned the frequent power-outages?); I can even stand not having a convenient dryer for my clothes (who needs one anyway when you could just hang all your underwear on the line next to your neighbour's house, right?) One thing I do miss, however, is being able to share this stage of my li'l sister's life with her. She knows I love her and I remind myself that that is most important, but it still doesn't replace the time lost. I do not regret anything about taking this internship, but I recognize that it does come with a cost, as all decisions do, as I'm sure many of the other interns may be experiencing.

I'll leave on that note because I am physically, mentally, and emotionally TIRED. I thought the weekend was for recuperating.

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