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Travel Blogs from Monrovia
"Jue!" "Im Not Your Jue!" 2
... in America! But here it is quite common, especially if the strangers want to get to know you—and me, being a white woman, everyone wants to get to know me.
3. They call yogurt ‘sour milk.’ It is not very common as it requires storage in cool temperatures.
4. People do not show public affection here at all. I have only seen two couples holding hands in the whole 6 months I have been here. They ...
Gadhafi has been captured!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;-)
... in our kitchen, pooing and crowing as much as it damn well pleases. And it refuses to eat. We fed it rice, which they feed all the chickens, but this one is a true African chicken, as expressed by its determined stubbornness. We even decided to feed it more rice than normal, in honor of its last meal before we prepare it for our meal tonight. I think I shall name this one Gadhafi, or George W. Bush since I never got my monkey. ...
The past 6 weeks!
... in the microwave and have it ready to eat in as little as two minutes! Oh America, how convenient you are. I went from 2-minute food to 2-hour food. Though not as fun or easy, I have since adjusted to the change.
With my new organization, I travel to central Monrovia (Liberia’s capital) 3 days a week. They supply me with a plethora amount of books and information on counseling, counseling techniques, and different mental disorders, mainly consisting of ...
Time To Count Some Serious Blessings
... do to lessen their undeserved suffering.
Xanax and vodka are what I thought about to help get me through until our ride came. Then I remembered T.I.A.: This. Is. Africa. They don’t have the luxury to numb the pain or the emotions. Here, they feel everything, and I was only merely getting a little taste of all that they felt! Here they call themselves “Africa strong,” and that is by no means an understatement. They truly are, in all senses of the word. ...
Lessons From Africa
... if this is a drop-off and she’s not coming back!?" Luckily, I had Junior’s uncle’s number too! I called him to get someone to come get Junior and feed him. The poor kid was so hungry and all we could give him was water—it’s a little hunger filler, but it has no calories, so it does not satisfy hunger for long. Finally at FOUR o’clock, Junior’s grandmother (who was not so grandmothery) came ...