cross cultural exchange aka spreadin’ the love

becoming an american african, or what peace corps didn’t tell me about re-integration

February 15, 2012 washinngton dc, usa

Peace Corps admin tries very hard to prepare their volunteers for re-entry. When the end of our service nears, they even pay for us to spend two days at a nice hotel plying us with resources to help us with re-integration. These resources are supposed to help us wrap up our service into nice little [...]

what 2,000 septuagenarians and i have in common

November 28, 2011 atlantic ocean

As I was piecing my return journey to the United States together I scoured the internet for the cheapest and longest route back home. My time in Senegal was up, but I was certainly not in a hurry to get back to the USA. Mexican food and rootbeer could wait, I was in search of [...]

on pueblo ingles and the multiple meanings of “going down”

November 9, 2011 coto del valle, spain

“You are turning me crazy!” Alex, the Spanish engineer bellowed across our table. Unfazed, I corrected him, “I think you mean I am driving you crazy.” “You mean like a car?” He asked, scribbling notes frantically on a piece of paper, “I am driving you crazy…” “Yes, but I am driving you crazy, not you.” [...]

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