As my first month of Peace Corps training comes to an end, Indonesia is starting to feel more like home.  My favorite part of the day is the morning hike down the mountain. I leave the house at around 6. Before I go, I usually take a moment to remind myself what I’m doing here, and then I’m off. The whole way down, I wave and say good morning to every villager I meet, and there are spots when the trees open up and I can look out at the mountains. The view is different every morning. Sometimes the clouds collide into the mountains perfectly, sometimes they cover everything, and sometimes there are no clouds.