A Request, A Walk

It started out innocently enough. Lwendo, a fellow Peace Corps Volunteer, invited us to her house in the Village. She had a community that wanted to start their own school because they would get cut off from the main school during the rainy season. Of course we could help! We could easily share with them … Continue reading A Request, A Walk

Every Evening in Siambele

As the day’s hot unforgiving sun fades into the maize fields on the horizon in Siambele Village, a cool respite takes over the farm and I walk into the chikuta. The mud bricks in the worn and well-used kitchen are blackened from years of open wood fires that have been keeping 18 people fed, washed … Continue reading Every Evening in Siambele

You Can Pee in the Shower

I'm sick in bed today so I thought I'd take this time to blog about my last few months at work. I've never owned my own house. Well technically I had a house in the village in Zambia but I didn't have to deal with any of the modern world consciences like electricity and plumbing. … Continue reading You Can Pee in the Shower

He should be 5 years old

Joy was 6 months old when we first met. He was absolutely beautiful, and interestingly enough, was one of the few babies who didn't burst into tears when seeing me. He had the most beautifully big eyes and when he looked at you, he wasn't just looking at you, he was studying you, staring into … Continue reading He should be 5 years old

That’s What She Said

Spoiler alert: if you haven't watched this week's episode of The Office, then stop reading RIGHT now!!!! Wait, I'm not really revealing any spoilers. If you don't know Michael is leaving The Office you deserve to have that spoiled for you. But honestly, if you haven't watched the episode yet, you are an idiot. I … Continue reading That’s What She Said

India is cold.

I am here to smash this common misconception. India has the Himalayas. It gets cold. Now I'm nowhere near the actual Himalayas but winter is upon us here in Pune. I've been gone from 'home' for so long that my body would freeze in a tough South Dakota winter. My winter is sweatshirt, jeans, and … Continue reading India is cold.