Finally!

Hi all, Well after about 11 months in the planning, the 4 lists, the anxiety, the excitement, the parties and the leavings and the tears, the organization, the loss, the love, after everything, I have finally made it to Sri Lanka.  I must admit that as I sat in the airport for hours in Doha, Qatar, I had some fair amount of nervousness and wondered what I was doing.
Everything really went as planned, we were met at the airport (we you say, well it turns out there were 2 other volunteers on the plane, I did meet one of them on the 3rd flight).  We are staying until Dec. 29. at a lovely little guest house run by a woman who is Sri Lankan but has lived all over the world.  I for some reason got the best room I think.  I have a fan in the ceiling, a little balcony outside so I get a little breeze and a trickle of what probably is hot water.  I say it that way not really because I was being impatient but because when we arrived we had 2 and a 1/2 hours until lunch and I laid down for a little nap and woke up thinking I had over an hour and it turned out it was lunch time so I had to jump quickly into the shower and pull stuff out of my neatly packed bags and make a mess because I was keeping everyone waiting..
There are 8 people who will train over the the next 3 weeks.  There are 26 in country all together.  We shall have 3 hours of training 6 days per week in language!  We start tomorrow.  On Dec. 30 I travel to Badulla and find out about my accommodations.  There is another volunteer in Badulla, a psych social worker which is good, less isolating.  Is it significant that that is the anniversary of my mother's death?  If it is it is a sign of her joining with me in this venture I think.
In the meantime, I now have to go back to my room and face the mess I left it in when I tore through trying to find clothes after my luke warm shower when I overslept!!