Two New Roommates

I made it to Cambodia. For a while there, it was beginning to seem like I would never arrive. After thirty-six hours of flying and waiting, flying and waiting, the plane landed in Siem Reap. (This was after drinking 100% pure Florida orange juice in Seoul, getting my tissues stolen by a sick Korean, and eating some very questionable fruit en route to Cambodia). Before we even touched down at the Angkor International Airport, I could see the rain hitting my small, oval window. After all, it is the rainy season here. It only took about fifteen minutes to get from the plane out to meet my volunteer coordinator who would take me to my new home for the next three months. It was 10:30pm and so, when I arrived at the White House, I carried my bags up to room #4, said goodbye to Sopheary (volun. coord.) and jumped into the shower to rinse the three days of travel off my body. After a few minutes under the cold water, I air-dried (as I had no towel), got into my pajamas, and began to unpack. Quickly, I realized I was not alone. I turned around to find two large lizards on my wall, staring at me. Well, I guess it wasn't my wall, it was theirs. And they didn't want a third roommate. But I introduced myself and affectionately named them Gecko and Geico. They still haven't responded. After unpacking, I laid down on my new bed, put a melatonin under my tongue, and fell asleep.
It was 4:30am when I woke up. I decided not to try to fall back asleep. I got up and continued unpacking what I did not finish the night before. Three hours later, Sopheary showed up to take me to the children's hospital where I would be working until mid-december as a play specialist with the children. During the course of the morning I met a lot of people I would be working with and eventually, got to spend some time with another American who was living at the White House and working at the hospital as well. We had brunch at a Vietnamese restaurant down the street from the hospital and after returning to the hospital to work for a few more hours, returned to the White House for lunch. There, I met the other American living and working with us. They are both very nice and helpful, which is good, because I am definetely lost to this world for right now. But I am enjoying tooling around on my bicycle.