a journal entry: 24 sept 2008

It took a few months to really settle into my mud hut and make it a home. In Zambia, most people have their house and chikuta, the kitchen, separately. I had a house, a chikuta (about 20 yards from my house), a pit latrine and a shower area (about 5 yards from my house). When … Continue reading a journal entry: 24 sept 2008

a journal entry: 31 aug 2008

When I was a Peace Corps Volunteer, I served in Southern Province, Zambia. This usually doesn't mean much when you tell someone where you served. BUT, if I told you it's where Victoria Falls is, then you might have an idea of where I was. And if you can't locate it on a map, you have probably … Continue reading a journal entry: 31 aug 2008

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

a journal entry: 3 Aug 2008

10 years ago, I was in Peace Corps in Zambia. I was living in a mud hut, no electricity, no running water, and having an amazing, challenging life changing experience. Since it's been 10 years, I decided to randomly peek into my journals and share with you what I wrote at the time. Raw, unedited, … Continue reading a journal entry: 3 Aug 2008

My Friend Ralph S. Mouse

When I was kid, I thought it would be incredible to have a mouse as a friend. Of course this was after I read the books about Ralph S. Mouse. Having adventures together while riding a toy motorcycle wearing a ping-pong ball helmet. What's not to love? I'm here to tell you, it's not fun … Continue reading My Friend Ralph S. Mouse

The Rains That Save the Animals.

It’s September 25, 2009. And it is raining. It should be the beginning of hot season but there have been signs of rain for weeks now. The winds are coming from the northwest. The mosquitoes are insanely bad. The frogs are singing at night. The bugs are chirping during the day. Zambians call it the … Continue reading The Rains That Save the Animals.

It’s The End of The World as I Know it!

August in the village has been pretty slow. Why you ask? Well, school is closed for the holiday and I have no big projects to work on until school starts. What have you been up to? Well, that is why I’m blogging. For the first week of August I sat at my house, read books, … Continue reading It’s The End of The World as I Know it!