Saturday morning, we took advantage of his big screen TV and surround sound and watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, part I. Then we headed over to the PCO’s apartment for lunch with the other PCVs. After lunch we all returned to the embassy compound and swam before getting ready for the big game.
If you’re a regular reader, you’ll remember that at Christmas, we played football against the Marines. I got knocked unconscious in that game. Saturday we had a rematch. This time we won, and I scored one of our touchdowns, managing to stay conscious the whole time. And I would like to add that the Marines were wearing cleats and play football every week, whereas our team had nary a pair of cleats, hadn’t played together since Christmas, and are not Marines. Plus many of us are probably suffering from vitamin deficiencies.
After the game, the embassy people had a potluck for us and boy, did we indulge. I had three pieces of pizza, a hot dog, a hamburger, a piece of grilled chicken, two pieces of sushi, beans and rice, potato salad, a brownie and a chocolate chip cookie. Man, I felt American. I would have eaten more, but I didn’t want to make a pig of myself. I do want to say how appreciative we are of all the people that opened their homes to us and fed us during the weekend.
That night, I used the ambassador’s washing machine and dryer (!) to wash my clothes and took advantage of his internet again to download Mozilla Firefox before having a nice sleep in a comfy bed. In the morning, Phil, a fellow PCV who stayed at the ambassador’s, and I took a bus back, stopping at a park to take some pictures of the statues and fountains and giant Ruhnama there. Then, I met Lindsay and Andy at the PCO and we headed back to site via taxi, exchanging gossip and funny stories from our weekend.