Seda met me in the muddy road of a village near Armenia’s capital, Yerevan. She spoke and I blinked back at her, 23 and wide-eyed. Seda laughed and whipped out Google Translate and her high school level English, flipped her hair and promised me she personally would take care of me. “Yes ksovorem kez hayastani masin,” she … More Thicker Gravities: Another Armenia Story
I’m one of those people who when they don’t have the time, or energy, for words, I can sometimes find it still for images. This August has meant working a lot, and sunburns, and sore shoulders, and never-ending boat repairs. Long day trips out into the Islands, big storms, going to bed early. Mornings in … More August in Images
Probably I will always be writing about Lake Superior. There’s a saying I read somewhere, though I can’t remember where, that there are two types of travelers. There are people who go to a place, have a good time, then move on out to the next adventure. They look for new experiences, like pushing pins … More “The” Lake; my lake
Here are some good things: The trees here have sprung to life completely in about three days. The lakes are near warm. Fledgling birds run around through gardens. The woods are thick. I still don’t really know concretely what is next for me, which is good and bad. Part of me likes the uncertainty, and … More From Limbo, some good things
I left Armenia for the first time in nine months. In my head, that didn’t really seem like that long of a time, but people’s lives can change a lot in nine months. I didn’t even realize mine had. I went to Berlin to meet Hannah, my friend who is studying there now. I met … More Peace Corps Armenia: Berlin, Dresden, and Home
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