Category: Peace Corps

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Pasta Pasta

Dear Internet, My entire apartment is covered in slowly drying pasta right now. And flour. Flour is everywhere the pasta is not. I’m sure I made at least two pounds of pasta last night. Maybe three. Pasta making is a lot of fun, it turns out, but it’s also really fucking messy. All this is in preperation for what was going to be a simple dinner between postmates, but what...

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There’s no snow in Grand Popo.

Damn straight. Christmas on the beach was incredible. Turns out, we’ve got a pretty amazing group of kids here. Everyone kept complimenting me on my excellent planning, but the truth is, I didn’t have to do a damn thing. I sent an email, figured out dinner, and everything else just fell into place. This group is chill enough and comfortable enough with each other that elaborate arrangements were unnecessary. Dinners...

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I freaking love AskMe

Thinking about giving this Christmas? Check out this AskMe response. These are all great organizations. Anyway, think about it. :)продвижение

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In which t talks about an interesting guy

I met someone absolutely fascinating last week. Our relationship was strictly professional, and we didn’t exchange contact information at the end. I will probably never see him again. That said, I learned a hell of a lot from him, and I’m really glad I didn’t turn down the opportunity to meet him just because I fucking hate translating. The longer I’m here, the more convinced that the Peace Corps is...

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In which t talks about clothes! Yay!

Yay! It’s lesson time! Traditional Beninese clothing! First, the fabric. There are lots of different kinds of fabric, but the stuff I can afford is the stuff you’re probably used to seeing. Large bright prints (waxes, actually) that are bought by the pagne (2 meters). There are three pagnes in a demi-piece, which is the length I usually buy. A demi-piece is enough for a top, bottom, and a pagne....

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In which t chats about her ass

Turns out, content migration is a bitch. It’s data entry for the 21st century, and it fucking sucks. Luckily, I have hella experience in it (yay internships!), so I’m quicky getting a system down for the type of stuff I’m doiong here. More or less. The problem is that my system isn’t *quite* well enough defined for me to train someone in it. Not only that, but training a complete...

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The weekend in brief

Free drinks bought for Sarah and Theresa by Beninese men: 2 (each) Marriage proposals received: 3 (and one more this morning) Indecent propositions received: 1 (after marriage was refused) Drinks paid for after Beninese guest walks out on tab: 2 Men who just couldn’t stop touching Theresa: 2 Sketchy Lebanese showing up at Theresa’s apartment looking for Michelle: 1 Sketchy Lebanese then proceeding to invite Sarah and Theresa to the...

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I fund jeans in the dead yovo pile and they are fucking BOMB. Thank you, that is all.topod

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Turns out, “t” is just as much for “trouble” as it is for “Theresa.” Heh. That said, I’m happier this morning than I was when I went home last night. A friend knew I’d be working late and brought dinner over, and we chatted for a while about the enormous disparity between men and women in this country. It was disheartening because he had no idea how large the disparity...

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Damn. Damn. Damn.

You might be asking yourself what I’m doing in the office on a Sunday evening, when I should be at home cleaning, or cooking, or sleeping, or even hanging out with friends. I’m kind of wondering too. Just gotta keep reminding myself that the first three months is the hardest. And I’ve only got 20 days of that left. Also, I may have lost a package. If you sent it...