Miss Zoe

Before departing for Namibia, I was asked time and time again what my job here would be. While I knew I would be working in the Community Economic Development (CED) sector, I knew nothing beyond that. Literally nothing. Assuming I would be helping with small businesses in one way or another, that’s what I told people –…

Ask Me Anything Pt. I

It has already been over a month since I last posted, and I’m not really sure when/how that happened. Time feels different here, I swear. The days seem long, but weeks (and months, apparently) seem to fly by. I decided to crowdsource this blog post and ask my Facebook friends what questions they had about…

Life ‘Round Here

I’ve been at site for a month now, and it really feels like home. I know (almost all) my co-worker’s names, I’ve met my neighbors, I’ve semi-joined a netball team and I’m no longer afraid to ride in a taxi alone – even if I still can’t tell them how to get to my house….

Home Sweet Home

It happened! After 9 weeks of intensive pre-service training, our group of 14 trainees were sworn in as US Peace Corps volunteers! The ceremony took place in Okahandja and we were joined by the Ambassador to Namibia as well as a member of Parliament. Not only did we take the official oath, but each language…

Alive and well! And adjusting.

It’s hard to explain how both slow and fast time moves here. To think I left Bellingham just two weeks ago but also the fact that we’ve already made it through 1/5 of PST (pre-service training) is mind-boggling. I now spend everyday with friends and family that were complete strangers 14 days ago. We arrived…

Touchdown in South Africa

It’s been a long four days since leaving Bellingham on Sunday. I caught a 5 am flight out and then flew Seattle to Philadelphia where we had our staging event. I made it just in time for icebreakers and immediately noticed how small our group was – just 14 people! Everyone in group 45 is…

Moving: the good, the bad, the pigeon poop.

This is not a “what I packed” blog. Frankly, I’m not that organized at the moment and am just thankful to have my bags packed and sitting by the front door considering my flight is in 8 hours. That post will come later. This is a series of unfortunate events blog based on my packing…

No sleep till Windhoek.

Preface: that is a picture of me avoiding sideways hail on the Oregon coast last weekend but it’s also pretty symbolic of how I feel about moving halfway across the world sometimes. Attractive, I know. “Are you excited? Scared? Ready?” See: last post. (Hint: all of the above). That’s what everyone’s been asking me lately….

It’s okay to be scared.

“It’s okay to be scared. Being scared means you’re about to do something really, really brave.” Deciding to do something like move to the other side of the world is a big deal. I would argue that moving away from anywhere you call home is daunting for the majority of people. While preparing to begin…

Doctors and dentists and needles, oh my.

Ah, the Peace Corps medical clearance process. I’m not going to lie – when I received my invitation I really put it on the backburner. I’m a great procrastinator when I want to be. Visa application? Done. Passport application? Check. Aspiration statement? Easy. Health “stuff”? Avoided at all costs. Finally, three weeks went by and I…

New year, new home.

In three months I’ll be moving 10,000 miles away to volunteer with the Peace Corps. Here’s the what/when/where/why and my thoughts on this experience.