| June 29 - The Kidnapping | ||||
| Saturday morning I was laying in bed, just barely coming awake, and thinking of the day before. As I awoke I realized it wasn�t all just a bad dream. I really had felt all that taunting, all that frustration, all that anger, all that sadness. A look in the mirror would have confirmed it, but before I could muster the energy to do so, I heard the telephone. I dejectedly let the answering machine pick up and after my bumbling Macedonian outgoing message, I heard Sunnie�s voice floating down the hallway. My first friend in this Peace Corps group, and in fact the first person that I met as my hotel roommate two days before coming here, my closest confidante. I jumped off my bed and ran down the hallway. Grabbing the phone, I said, �I�m here!� What a comfort to talk to someone who understands! She suggested I come to Demir Kapija for the weekend, for her and Travis�s birthday party. I hadn�t made bus arrangements and I only recently had gotten money from my bank. Originally I had intended to leave for DK on Friday morning, but with all the day�s fiascos I�d had to un-RSVP. Not to mention that I was so sick of Macedonia I didn�t even want to set foot outside my apartment. A six-hour round trip on a hot bus where people are too superstitious to open a window would have been more than I could bear. She told me that she understood and I set about cleaning my apartment, trying to keep busy. A couple of hours later I was reading a book when I heard the doorbell ring. I am so sick and tired of kids ringing my doorbell and running away and then yelling at me, taunting me from the hallway and the street below, that usually I just ignore it. Every time I get up and look out the peephole to see whether there is a neighbor or a friend there, there�s nothing. As usual, it persisted, but I was too apathetic to even get annoyed. Finally I heard a voice say, �Ajde Lisa!� I frowned, thinking, even the adults are harassing me now. Then Sunnie said, �It�s Sunnie, and I�m at your door!� I could barely believe my ears! A mutual Macedonian friend of ours with a car had driven all that way, just to collect my pathetic butt and bring me to the party! Because it was starting it less than two and a half hours, I had less than five minutes to put on clothes, throw some things in a backpack, and take off. I was a little embarrassed that I hadn�t showered and was kind of grubby, but it�s hard to be mad at someone for not calling you when that would have ruined the surprise. At least I got to go to the party! Even though it was Sunnie and Travis that were having the birthdays, I felt like it was a special day for me too. No one has kidnapped me since back in the sorority days, where you had to be ready at all times to go somewhere because you never knew who was going to bust in and give you less than 90 seconds to come somewhere with them! |
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