As of February 15, 2018, I have served 1/3 of my 24 month commitment to the Peace Corps here in Namibia. There’s a saying that seems appropriate about time flying, having fun, and so on. For the most part, I have to say that I’m having a blast! I’m really feeling integrated into my community…

Namibia is at once incredibly beautiful and incredibly unforgiving. To live here, especially in rural areas (which is a vast majority of the country) creatures, including us humans, must adapt. The environment offers challenges found in few other places on earth. For instance, in the Namib Desert, one of the oldest and harshest deserts on…

This year is quickly drawing to a close and it’s been a whirlwind, roller coaster, and tsunami all rolled into one big adventure. I talked a bit about what I’ve done, haven’t done this year, and what I intend to do next year in an earlier post, so I won’t recap here. This post is…

It’s been a bit more than 8 months since I sold my stuff, bided my family and friends goodbye, and boarded a plane with 15 other people who would become my ‘Namily’ here in Namibia. Truth is, it doesn’t feel like 8 months, more like only 4. I don’t feel as if I’ve done enough,…

Meat! It’s what’s for dinner in a vast majority of Namibian homes. When I first came to Namibia I stayed with a host family as part of the Peace Corps’ efforts to acclimate volunteers to their new environment. My host family were transplanted farmer, they still own and operated a farm in southern Namibia, but…

Namibia is a beautiful country. It’s landscapes seem to merely tolerate the machinations of its human inhabitants, patient with the sage knowledge that time is on its side. Storm in the Erongo Region, Namibia Windhoek, the largest city in Namibia, owes much of its distinct European flavor to its apartheid and colonial past. It hustles…

There are many realities that I am discovering as I journey though my life here in Namibia. Most seem to be obvious, especially if spoken aloud. Like, “I am no longer in America.” That became completely apparent when stepped off the plane in Windhoek 6 months ago. But there have been times when it wasn’t…

In one of my earlier posts I talked about my Afrikaans teacher, Aunty Martha. She was such a wonderful and interesting person that I felt I needed to tell you all about her. The thing is, I’m constantly meeting wonderful and interesting people, which is only reasonable since I’m in a wonderful and interesting place.…

Yes, I know it’s been a while, and to claim I’ve been busy would be a true, if somewhat worn claim. I’ve also been a bit under the weather, but again, it’s an excuse. The real cause for my lack of blog update is a mild case of writer’s block. I have a seemingly endless…

Laura, a friend and fellow PCV, was grousing to me one Saturday. “Every time I get in line at the ATM the people in front of me insist that I go to the head of the line,” she lamented. “It’s like they’re afraid I’m going to fall over dead before its my turn.” Laura is…