The night before

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So I will make this retardly quick since it is like 3am and of course packing up so late should not come as a surprise. However, these people want too much from me. How about I just show up and say its me! I have no motivation to write any think grandiose, but I would like to share how do you know this is Tal Wagshal's items:

1. Soccer gear (most obvious) - cleats, shin guards, socks, and of course pump!

2. Spices - I know the peace corps said you should bring some of your favorite spices so I assumed to the limit of my standards. I now have like 12 different spices (4-5lbs total).

3. Has my wardrobe even changed in like 7 years?! Too broke.

4. I have a DICAPAC, which means I can take my camera underwater to a depth of 10m for infinite amount of time.

I think thats about it. Oh I should mention that if you want to send me a package I would love to be though of. But really you don't need to, but maybe you should.

Here is the address:

John Doe, PCV
Cuerpo de Paz
APDO 1412
Santo Domingo
Dominican Republic

And if you want to at least know where my training center is: However, I don't know how much good if you do call them. It might be hard for you to get in contact with me so just relax and I will pop up on the evening news!

Peace Corps Office
Mailing Address: APDO 1412, Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic
Street Address: Ave. Bolivar #451, Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic
Tel. [phone] (24 hours)

Mucho abrazos y besos (you can pick out which one is right for you),

Tal

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Comments

[Sneha]

Good Luck!
I just saw that this blogging site is based out of Malaysia. Nuts!? Good seeing you for a bit before you left. Good luck and have fun! Hope you come back with great stories and better grammar......... :)

[Puffina]

Addresses?!?!
Why didn't you tell me the addresses where you would be at!? I will send you american goodies! Omegaz, yogi pretzels, peanut butter, you name it! I miss you so much and can't wait to see pictures. Oh! don't forget to send me those pictures from Old Rag too!!! Te amo, Beaky