From Liberia to DC to Afghanistan

The end of Liberia went swimmingly. Fantastic time. Lovely country. Wonderful people. Hope to get back there again one day.

After finishing my work in Liberia, I went to visit my host family in The Gambia. It was incredible. Loved every minute and had so much fun seeing how all the kids had grown but still remembered me. It was awesome. :)

Then I went back to DC, settled down on a street called V, decided to indulge myself for the month of September since I had been in Africa all summer, got really really comfortable with indulgence and just never stopped having fun, but actually learned a lot in the fall semester while working considerably less than I did in the first year, danced a lot, sang off key in karaoke bars, traveled to Jamaica over Christmas break, studied for and squeaked through Oral Exams, had more fun, had more fun, had more fun, had more fun, had more fun, graduated with a group of amazing, beautiful, and talented people, fully embraced funemployment and East Coast travel in June, started looking for jobs in July, got hooked up with a lovely temporary gig with a small NGO in Bethesda, realized - in the span of one week - that I couldn't afford rent anymore and moved my possessions into the welcoming and generous homes of friends and family, existed and thrived in the temporarily vacated, awesome apartments of fantastic, world-saving friends for almost two months, as well as the non-vacated home of an equally fantastic, brilliant, and world-saving amiga, and then transitioned to a six-month position with DAI. In Afghanistan.

And so here I am.

:)