Category Archives: Cross cultural moments
In Which I Paid a Visit to the Senegalese Emergency Room.
The first detail that simply must be clarified about said “Emergency Room” is that it was exactly that: a literal room in a clinic in downtown Dakar with the word “emergency” clearly labeled on the door. But let’s back this … Continue reading
Filed under Cross cultural moments, My favorite people, Team
Of Drag Queen Angels, and a Beanie Baby Jesus.
My second year of STINT [better known as "STINT: The Remix"] has become my proverbial second child-thus, I have taken very few pictures. This week I worked to remedy that. Now, they say that a picture is worth a thousand … Continue reading
Of Carols and Cardboard. [TIA.]
Breakfast this morning consisted of one pot of coffee and an oreo. Because I’m an adult, and I get to decide what that means. On Monday, my team and I had grand plans of spending our evening watching Frosty come … Continue reading
Filed under Christmas, Cross cultural moments, Ministry moments, My ghetto-fab life
Of Crunched Prayer Beads. [Oops.]
Where did we leave off? That’s right, with me on the beach in my trampy outfit. My team and I had made plans to eat by the ocean that Friday night, and then to hop in a couple of the … Continue reading
Filed under Cross cultural moments, Islamic theology
That’s Why the Lady Is a Tramp.
I’m going to need a couple minutes of judgment-free reading from you. Deal? Perfect. You see, there’s just something about a white girl running alone in Dakar. I don’t know what it is. It was around week three last year … Continue reading
Filed under Cross cultural moments, Senegal
