Thursday, October 22, 2015
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Sunday, August 16, 2015
- It takes time to get where you want to be. If I had quit in the first two weeks, I would’ve missed some wonderful opportunities both to meet new people and work on my career. I couldn’t have foreseen that my boss would travel and like me enough to let me house-sit, but I took a leap of faith anyway and toughed it out.
- Geneva is well-known to be an expensive place. Within the UN community, I believe that nearly everyone knows (or has been!) an unpaid intern. Sympathy was on his side! Resources abound for those coming in to do short or long term stints.
- Interns aren’t the only ones who have it rough. I feel like not only did he gave up too quickly, but for a bourgeois cause. If interns have it rough, what about the number of other immigrants who fight for the right to live and work in Switzerland on a daily basis?
- From most accounts, it appeared he made conscious a choice to go it alone, refusing family and other support to live in a tent. Yes, not everyone has the luxury of being able to rely on family, but what a wonderful gift when you do. It was his choice to refuse those gifts.
- No matter where you go, you retain the capacity to network and problem-solve. The best thing I did while in Geneva was as let go of certainty and learned to rely on my community. It led me down some amazing paths I would’ve never seen.
Saturday, July 18, 2015
- Being able to wear high-heeled shoes, and not wonder a) how I’m going to navigate a rocky (or gravel) road or b) if my heels are going to sink into the grass at any point during the day.
- Ice cream, Dairy Queen or otherwise, and the subsequent takeover of the Caramel and Sea Salt flavor.
- Caribou coffee shops – being able to get coffee to go and/or just sit in a cozy coffee shop and chill out with the free, fast, wi-fi.
- Free, fast, wi-fi.
- Hot water, anytime.
- Being able to call anyone in the US at any time. Including my sister and my best friend, whom I missed texting.
- My beautiful Raleigh road bike. Love. Swoon. Love, love, love.
- Showing my legs in public. Legs! Everywhere! And mine aren’t even the worst.
- Target. This could also go on the worst list, but I’m still only three weeks out.
- The softest bedsheets I have ever felt in my life.
- WhatsApp. Man, that thing was amazing.
- Having a routine. This will change, as I get more into a routine here, but I wow. I do miss that structure right now.
- Running into the same great people at the same events/places all over town. I felt like I had a handle on all the activities that were going on in a given weekend.
- Getting excited about finding asparagus (or insert other hard to get item) in the grocery store.
- The hustle and the open air awesomeness of the used clothing market.
- My Rav4.
- Game night.
- Dare I admit it, Porcupine Ridge.
I know that many of the small things from Malawi will eventually find there way here. We've already talked about instituting a game night, for example. However, one of the neat things about blogging is capturing the in-between times. I am in the tweeniest of in-between times right now, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other until things feel "normal" again.
Until then, I'm writing a lot of lists.
Wednesday, July 08, 2015
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Sunday, June 07, 2015
This may be exactly the point: development is one big grey area. It’s still a great book, but the big reveal comes in such a non-exciting way that it feels buried, ambiguous, almost after-the-fact. Even if it might not ever happen in real life, I wanted Patty and Mary-Anne to gloat, for Jillian to get her public come-uppance and for Todd to become addicted to opium and fall into a river of crocodiles.