Indian Country

Driving down the interstate staring out into red cliffs/mountains I was trying to decide whether I was nervous, scared, or indifferent to this new adventure I am embarking on. I was starting to go with indifferent until I read the signs along the highway advertising the town "Gallup, New Mexico - Indian Country." Now with a slogan like that who wouldn't want to be here.

Just off historic Route 66 I turned to my new home for the next two months. Rehoboth, a little Christian Reformed community set up in an almost Hutterite fashion. Just the buildings are older, and more randomly scattered about. To give you an idea - picture a rural Hutterite community, with the backdrop of red cliffs and not much vegitation, mixed in with an old western movie and lots of Indians. I don't know if that will do if for you but I tired. I will try and get some pictures up soon.

Rehoboth has about 1,000 acres that makes up the community, but 90% of it is backcountry. The rest is an elementary school, highschool, church, old dormitories, random buildings, and also many old houses (which I believe belong to the teachers and administration from the school). More exploring should happen tommorow.

As of now I am settled into my room. The first to arrive, of us 6 Dordt girls. I have managed to unpack and smush all my shit into my alotted closet space. Yes of course I brought too many clothes along. This next week should be lots of learing about the area, the Indians, and getting to know the school and our teachers.
I am not actually teaching here in the Christian school, but two miles away at Indain Hills Elemenatry.

Tommorow should be lots of exploring and learing. I was also delighted to find out that Tim (the guy in charge of us here) has three horses that I will be allowed to ride! It will be like my own western movie. I just gotta get me a gun and holster just in case I happen upon some bad guys.