Christmas eve was probably the hardest day I've had here yet. I went to church with Miss Agnus, a Christian teacher at my school, and basically cried through the whole thing saying I had a cold. I was pretty miserable and just didn't want to be there. They sang a bunch of songs I didn't know and the Indonesian version of Silent Night. And, of course, I couldn't understand the sermon but they didn't seem to read the Christmas story which I thought was strange.
Christmas day wasn't much better. I continued crying in church and was just really happy when I could come home and pretend that it wasn't Christmas at all. Fairly easy to do in a Muslim country and so I went to see some traditional dance that evening with my Muslim friends.
Last week it was Javanese and Islamic new year so there were all kinds of activities that i will talk about in a future post. I am having some cultural fatigue so I am really looking forward to my three week vacation on Bali coming up on Jan 10. Bali is Hindu so the culture of that island is quite a bit different than here on Java. Also Bali is full of vacationing westerners so it will be awesome to have other Americans around, especially my VIA friends. After spending well over a month of training in July and Aug seeing those people every day, it will be great to be all together again.
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