This is a photo I took while writing in my journal in a dark hotel in Gbadolite. I was writing about how content I was to be in that dark, dirty place. Because it was real. It’s the way people really live near the lowest levels of poverty. Actually, they live in mud huts just around the corner from here, but those huts are much cleaner and cozier than this hotel room…
Gbadolite
My Favorite Woman
This woman, pictured to the left is my favorite woman. Ok, one of them. I have many. But THIS woman is special. Her name is Nelly…
Some of the best meals are cooked by the toilet.
Seriously, there was something about the utter lack of comforts in this hotel, Chez Yege in Gabdolite, that made my just add boiled water meals from REI taste so…
Deep in the Heart of Texas
That’s where I am right now. And this place scares me. After leaving this mega-consumerist bubble we call ‘Merica, dropping myself back into a place like…
A Gentle Soul
There was a convent called Pangoma where we hosted all of our trainings for both malaria and communications activities. The convent was either a 20-minute drive from our…
Patient Patients
This is a photo I took in Nord Ubangi while working on a bed net campaign. I passed by one of the health centers we renovated…