With all of my belongings in hand I boarded a train and headed to Ugale, a town of about 200 people on the western side of the country not too far from the port of Ventspils. My host family greeted me at the train station and drove me a short way to their home. I was surprised they had a car as at that time a car was quite a luxury. We sat down to the table for dinner. They had invited the other English teacher from the school where I would be teaching to sit with us for the meal. The meal consisted of meat, potatoes, carrots and a salad with creme. My host family’s youngest boy came up to me after dinner. He could not speak English and took me by the hand and led me into the kitchen. He wanted to show me what we had eaten for dinner. On the floor was an animal skin.