Hello my dearest friends!
Yes, it’s been a fabulously long time since you heard from me personally, but here I am, fresh faced and ready to dispense some sage advice to anyone who has ever considered, is considering, or might ever, possibly, probably, maybe consider working in Africa in the near future.
Who am I . . . → Read More: How to get a job working in Africa.
Yesterday, I realized how close I came to transforming back into a my past self. A self whose life revolved around my credit score and the cleanliness of my office desk. What I was like thirteen months ago.
Thirteen months ago, I embarked on a journey which took me through seven countries, three of which . . . → Read More: How could I forget?
New post on my naples daily news blog about the university system in madagascar
Everything in quotations are lyrics from Jack Johnson songs. I do not own these lyrics, nor the songs, nor am I affiliated with Jack Johnson. I’m just a broke conservation biologist who was sitting around one night listening to his awesome music and started to make his music describe how I’m feeling.
Before I got . . . → Read More: Jack Johnson Inspired Post…About Africa.
The bright blue sky stretches in a dome above the city; majestic strips of virgin white clouds create an awe-inspiring contrast. Cracked streets crisscross in a semi-block like pattern. One dusty, ex-colonial street after another. Two story houses line every cracked alley; pillars and beautifully shuttered windows allude to moments past. White washed . . . → Read More: A day in Diego, Madagascar
When I started this blog, I wasn’t really sure what I was going for. I wanted to provide something informative, but mainly inspirational stuff. I was tired of feeling like the only female to have ever decided to travel to Africa alone. From the responses I got from people you would think I was putting . . . → Read More: Writing on the road: what I've learned.
Tonight I was sick. So instead of going out to a local bar and watching soccer with my roommate Oliver (pronounced Oleeveeay), I stayed in. I would elaborate on my sickness but it’s not too important and probably just brought on by eating street food. Anyway, moving onto the point of this post…being at home . . . → Read More: One, two…five things I've learned about myself.
I am SO proud to be able to say that I have done it. I have completed the first part of my trip. The trip that inspired this blog, my charity, a new perspective on life, and most importantly: My wardrobe.
During the last nine months I have met some of the . . . → Read More: For they are jolly good fellows!
It is my last night in Diego.
Four nights until I am back in America, and I am feeling such a range of emotions; truly, I don’t think that my writing abilities can convey the bag of things that are sprinting through my brain right now.
I cycle between intense excitement, sorrow at leaving, butterflies about . . . → Read More: The Last Night. Cue dramatic music please!
One week until I return to the US of A! Well…six days, 23 hours, and 12 minutes…but who’s counting?
Life is good in my neck of the woods – just packing up my stuff and all of that jazz. Thanks to the rat infestation in my house, more than half of my clothes and . . . → Read More: One week!