One day as we were walking through a village, we meet a middle aged gentleman on his way to work, who walks with us for a while. As we passed by a certain house, he tells us to wait, and calls to the people in the yard. One lady moves across the yard and a few minutes later (as we are standing there, wondering what we’re waiting for) returns with an Asian looking girl about our age who start to speak to us in WHAT?!? an AMERICAN accent! Being almost a month since we had met another American, it was such a refresher. She was a Peace Corps volunteer named Peggy who invited us in, where we also met a girl named Moon from South Korea, a UNESCO volunteer. Eventually, Marty also found us and we had a great time hanging out together, and eating a Peace Corps-Thai meal. It was delicious! And such good company. They also texted their Peace Corps friends a few towns down the road, and a few days later we also got to hang out with Ben and Kelsey, and Ben’s Dad who was visiting from Italy where we works with the WFP.
It was SO nice to be able to talk to people who “speak our language” - literally, and also in a non-tourist way. Peace Corps people live right with the Basotho people, so they really understand the culture, care about the people, and live like they do. It was also really helpful to talk to people who could explain some of the other things about the culture that we didn’t understand.
If you guys read this; thanks so much! Seriously great to meet you and hopefully we can meet again someday.