As of this moment, PCT has a completely new meaning to me. Instead of the horrific 'Patent Cooperation Treaty', PCT now means "Peace Corps trainee; I am no longer a Peace Corps Invitee. So long as I make it through the training, on September 26 I will officially become a Peace Corps Volunteer (PCV).
The morning got off to a good start when I was able to bypass a large check-in line and got away with some overweight bags. The day turned a little sour, though, when my suitcase with ALL of my clothes failed to arrive in Philly. Supposedly, it's in Philly now and will be here by the time I wake up tomorrow. I'm sure it will be - but can you imagine if they really lost it? Talk about screwed!
We spent about 5 hours in orientation today, and there seem to be a lot of genuinely good, fun people here. I can already tell they will be good people to work with over the next two years. Seeing as I only slept about two hours last night, I should get some sleep, but I wanted to get some kind of post out on my day with the Peace Corps.
Wooka!
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Hey Hunter, It's Chris from the cruise. I was traveling with my family and was parked at the Roulette table most nights!
Have a great experience in the Peace Corps. I'll be checking out the website to see how you're doing.
Good luck!
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