Excursions and Excretions....yuck.

haha...don´t be turned away by the title, i just needed to share the past 24 hours of my life with the rest of the world. So the Crop Extension group went on an overnight tech excursion this past day and i´ve had a relatively interesting time.  Well...the purpose of things was to get some real world practice...and i did indeed...planting crotalaria and canavalia...two different abonos verdes (green manures) and making curvas de nivel...aka contour barriers.  But this is not where the humor lies...let us begin.

We are out in the field, in a rather mountainous...or should i say, hilly...region of paraguay and my stomach starts doing summer saults within my body.  I´m talkin crazy mess.  cramping up, cramping down...cramping all the ways round.  Too bad i left my TP at our host volunteers house and didn´t feel like using corn cobs to wipe down in the latrine of the farmer we were working with....so i hold it.  Forgive me if i become to graphic at any point, but i think this entire process is funny...and pc volunteers need to be ready to discuss there various bowel movements at any time.

So i finally make it back to the home latrine...and EXPLODE!  I was kind of proud of my aim, but was feeling pretty "crappy"...ha.  Fun turn of events...it was now time to go stay with a host family...aka people i was only going to meet for one night and morning.  My tech prof took me to there house, and explained that i was sick, didn´t want to eat, and needed to just rest.  They heard that...and said i could lay down and rest...but i coudn´t turn the tv off...my one night host dad needed to catch his bingo numbers.  haha...ok.  i could roll with that.  During the hour long wait for the bingo number i discovered that this family housed a toad in a box, which they freed every night to eat...i don´t know why, i don´t know how...but...amusing nonetheless. 

So finally I make it to bed...and lay restless for the next 2 hours...it was time to go again...so i throw on my headlamp...make the quick walk to the latrine...and well...got my business done.  Along the way, i scared the crap out of a cow who was snoozing...literally...he jumped up and stared pooping.  Maybe i´m just an inspirational pooper.  But at last i make it back to my bed.

My tummy is still doing some fun tricks, and i just can´t shake this odd feeling...so logically i sit up and vomit all over my host familys floor...and manage to fill and entire one of my work boots with the vom too.  Lets just say i won´t be eating the type of beans that came up for quite a while.  So here i am...in my undies...with a floor full of vomit...what am i to do!?  I wake up my host mom and dad...and with stunning guarani accuracy and grammar tell them that i had woken up and vomited all of the floor...they were very gracefull and helped me clean it up.  And then we were all back to bed.

But yet...the night had decided the fun was not over.  As i was laying in bed....i could not shake the last little bit of gas that was causing me pain in my stomach...so i thought..."it couldn´t be that bad of an idea to fart just once...or at least try".  So i go for it.  Now as any of you who have had diahreaa and tried to flatuate know...this is a bad combination.  So hear and now, I confess to the world...that I Charles D. Helms...pooped his pants a little in a strangers house...after throwing up all over their room and devestating their latrine. 

Welcome to the Peace Corps...haha.

BUT!!!  next day...we all went out and had some killer sushi and japanese food...thank goodness for japanese colonies in paraguay. 

Disgusting: yes...rude: a touch...real: i´d have it no other way.

ciao peeps.