devils in trinidad

{Sarah}

Yesterday was the first day I ran into a local that I knew on the street. He was really sweet and walked out of his way with me all the way from the maxi stop to drop me off at a taxi (he actually said he was doing this to show me he was a good guy haha). But it also made me realize that after 6 weeks here I really feel like I am part of the community. This morning I took a taxi from the top of my homestay street and took a maxi to go to work. And after work I will go to a local gym, walk to a maxi stop, go to downtown Arima and walk to get a taxi to go home. I hunt out local food for lunch, and am planning “limes” with local friends. Sheena and are friendly with lots of people at work, and it just sort of hit me today how much this place is beginning to feel like a second home.

There is no doubt I love Duke and Colorado, and will be excited to return to both. But I can already tell my leaving here will be bittersweet. I’m happy to go home, but I will miss our new friends here. I will miss the beach, our local hang out spots, the tropical flowers I see everywhere, and the warmth of all the locals. It will seem so final to leave because it is not an easy place to visit. Maybe we will all come back for Carnival!