I took this photo in Ecuador while walking to visit a family farm. The kids are all students, and were making the 30 minute walk home from school, as they do every day.
This picture was taken by my host sister in my village of Dinguiraye, Haute Guinea on the last day of Ramadan in 2008. It shows my host mom, "Mama Kadi" in her finest celebration clothes, and myself wearing a "bazin complet" dress and a veil that...
On Christmas Eve, 2004, I was planning a traditional dinner with my Salvadoran family. They were bartering with the door to door hen saleswoman over the price of the hen in the picture. The asking price was $6, the family wanted to pay $4, and I...
This photo was taken in July 2010 during an event called Shelter Quest. My organization hiked through the mountains of Ukraine with a large group of about 25 teens and young adults. During this week we went on various hikes, played games, told...
Every November the Catholic church in Cuisnahuat celebrates the Fiesta of San Lucas. Cuisnahuat is a traditional town where they still do dances with hand-carved masks to act out the story of San Lucas. These dancers are all me from the town and...
When I first arrived for my site visit it was arranged that I would stay with Nuria, an employee in the town hall that was to be my counterpart agency. She and I immediately bonded. She taught me a ton about Salvadoran culture and was my closest...
For two years I lived in the most beautiful town in the world. Sure, it didn't have running water, the roads weren't paved, and there were occasional scorpions and tarantulas in my house, but it was beautiful. In one direction I could see the...
During my service I helped the local clinic form a group for senior citizens. We met monthly to discuss health issues. Since many of these seniors walked for miles through the mountains to get to the meetings we always had something to eat and a...
This picture was taken in the weeks leading up to my COS conference. The gentleman pictured is Don Rodolfo, who was my landlord for the beginning of my service. His daughter Betty was a close friend of mine and the bay he is holding is her son,...
My adopted Salvadoran family owned a store where I spent much of my free time. They always wanted to make sure I had eaten, and on this particular day near the end of my service I was helping them finish leftovers of my favorite Salvadoran dish-...