Wow. I don’t know how to describe what I’m feeling right now. Three weeks of desperate typing, fighting volunteers for chair space in the med unit, and frustrating changes, and . . . it’s done. The things you never expect to be doing as a PCV. Basically, it was a giant clusterfuck. Ben and I… Read More Done and . . . done.
Lyle put together a ton of great information on what to expect and things to bring. I don’t really care too much about what you expect, but I imagine my life will be much easier if y’all pack well. So here’s some advice. Biased by gender, sector, and the fact that my post is rather… Read More Incoming stagiaires (psl-19)
Yogurt has proven itself delightfully easy to make. And making it myself is hella cheaper than buying it. And it won’t make me sick either (often a problem, when refrigerators are only turned on during the day . . . and the yogurt can be months old). Chewy granola was also easy, but I think… Read More What does Theresa eat?
If you ever make it over to Benin, you’ll be surprised and amazed by the things people put in their stomachs here. The food is different enough, but when you see what we drink, whoa . . . First of all, coffee isn’t coffee. It’s instant. It’s Nescafe. And it’s almost never drunk black. Take… Read More What does Theresa drink?
When I was younger, I used to get in huge fights with my parents, especially my father. He and I are surprisingly alike, which means that we both know exactly what buttons to push in order to get the other one going. And oh man did we go. Finally, the fight would start to wind… Read More PACE yourself.
And it’s only the start of the rainy season. That’s the price I pay for living in a tropical paradise, I suppose. Except Cotonou’s not really a paradise. It’s a dirty smelly city. When it’s dry, it’s hot and polluted and miserable as the sun beats down on sidewalks and streets with no shade, literally… Read More It never rains but it pours.
Pictures from the waterfalls up by the Tang will be up soon, but while you’re waiting, check out some pics by Lyle. Sara and I froze our asses off during All-Vol. Ben, Sara, me, and Lyle all dressed up for the GAD dinner. Hott! (Seriously, I love that picture.) And of course, ICT at IST.… Read More In which t likes pictures of herself!
My trip up North was incredible. Frustrating. Painful. Digestionally challenging. Amazing. Beautiful. Full of culinary delights. Mostly, though, it was inspiring. Coming on the hells of All-Vol (two days of enforced quality time with every single other volunteer in country) and IST (in service training for SED/ ICT-18), it was nice to get back to… Read More In which t sees just about all there is to see.
alive. back in cotonou. house is a disaster. millions of things to do. but yeah. emails and all that junx by the end of the week. love, tdeeo
Email from Glen (February): Theresa, please call me. Phone conversation between Theresa and Glen (March): Theresa: Hi, it’s Theresa. Glen: You’re coming up to hang out, right? Theresa: Yeah, but only for a day or two. Glen: Cool. Conversation between Theresa and Glen at All-Vol (mid-April): Glen: So I’ve got this project for you when… Read More Oh so tangy!