I have tried to sum up how being home can be nice but it's also a little strange. While I don't expect the world to stand still while I am away the main thing I have to base it on when I am in the Congo is how things were when I left. Home becomes an idea: pictures and thoughts of people and places that don't necessarily update themselves based on reality. So coming home is like arriving at your house and finding the furniture rearranged - it's the same but different.
Haiku of the day:
Pink hats and snowflakes
One is fuzzy, one is brave
I missed you both
Haiku of the day:
Pink hats and snowflakes
One is fuzzy, one is brave
I missed you both
posted by Sahara Sarah at 5:25 AM
2 Comments:
hey congo lady, i'm back at home too. i love your haiku. arrived last night after 24 hours of flying and threw a little temper tantrum because my mom mixed up my schedule (?#!) and is working this week. well, not anymore. this place is beautifully grey, raining, alarmingly full of soggy, mossy, white people. i think it's time for a phone call? xoxo sara
Hello. I've been reading a lot of blogs based in Africa and I just happened to run across yours. I wanted to ask you a question though. How do you get into your field of work? I really find it interesting. I'm actually currently a Peace Corps applicant, I shouldn't leave for West Africa until June or July. I'm really interested in the kind of work you and "007 in Africa" do. And I want to get an idea of what I could do after the PC and after grad school. Can you please e-mail me? Thanks so much.
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