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Four Entrepreneurial Lessons I Learned From Living in a Village

Nearly a decade after a trip to West Africa sparked what turned out to be a multi-million dollar idea, I was back. While passing through the villages of Ghana and Benin, I was reminded of how much ...

Changing Delhi: One Cab Ride At A Time

The streets of New Delhi hum with a constant buzz of activity; auto rickshaws whiz between trucks and cars while food vendors yell out to potential customers. While there are few purchasable items that cannot ...

Goodbye Niger

It was too green. The cows were too fat, the children too clean, the roads too well-paved. I turned to Mariah, my bus buddy on for the two hours from the airport in Casablanca to Rabat, the capital of ...

Life Without a Mirror

I'm regularly shocked, once a month to be precise, when I step out of the shower in our lovely Peace Corps Hostel and catch a glance of myself in the mirror. It's not so much that I'm surprised by my horrible ...

“Winter” in Niger

Last week, after a slightly chilly night, I opened my door and immediately bursting out laughing. Judging from the fluffy parkas, woolen hats and layered clothes of my neighbors, one could only surmise that I ...

Sunflowers in the Desert

There are sunflowers growing in my front yard. Yesterday morning I discovered them; after taking my daily bucket bath I went to pour my waste water on what I assumed to be a row of sandy soil when I found that ...

Saying Goodbye

As the sun began to set and the heat finally reached a bearable level, Ashley and I walked down into the village to say goodbye to our host family. For the past week we'd been living up at the Peace Corps ...

A Day in the Life During Language Immersion

8/28/10  The four of us sleep in one room, side by side on our thin mattresses, our mosquito nets collectively forming a yellow cloud that hovers over our sweating bodies. At four A.M., we're unwilling ...

Terrorist Season Comes Early

8/14/2010 We weren't supposed to be here, sitting around in our athletic shorts and t-shirts, alternately playing volleyball and eating pizza prepared by the Peace Corps chefs. Many of us had been looking ...