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20 years from now...: January 2010
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20 years from now. Monday, January 25, 2010. On a positive note. These two hooligans came up to Quba and we had a pajama party. Where is my machete? So, Peace Corps issues us a variety of items to keep us safe and healthy. We get a fire extinguisher, smoke detector, water filter, sleeping bag, etc. However I was talking with one of my super-awesome fellow volunteers and her friend in Peace Corps (I forget now, but it started with an s. Suriname? I just don't know) was issued a machete! 3 Every month your...
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20 years from now...: May 2009
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20 years from now. Tuesday, May 26, 2009. As I was on the phone with Hannah last night I thought I heard a kitten so I opened up my door. Just as I did so a kitten came runnning into my room. Apparently the family upstairs aquired a new pet. I call her Bitey because she bites my toes. So now the list of sounds coming into my room includes:. People yelling in Azeri. People talking in Azeri. People whispering in Azeri. Chickens dying (being slaughtered). Cars coming in and out of the hospital. Because it i...
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20 years from now...: November 2010
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20 years from now. Thursday, November 18, 2010. So, Peace Corps has decided to gives us a final blow by having all of the people from my group leave over the course of a month. A month of very emotional good byes. Since I am staying until the end I get to slowly say good bye to the people who have become family to me, then say goodbye to the people I will be leaving here. So, that sucks. Lucy and Danielle's last days in Azerbaijan. Also, the bar serves cigarette pie. Playing Catch-Up: Halloween Edition.
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20 years from now...: September 2010
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20 years from now. Monday, September 20, 2010. This dawned on me as being barely any time at all while I was trying to schedule my last visits to different regions and friends. Clock is ticking down. Wednesday, September 1, 2010. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Last Blog Post. Notherebuthere: The Fire Land. Sun day no thing mix. My Idea of What's Going On. Chris Sensei in Azerbaijan - Peace Corps CED. There was an error in this gadget. View my complete profile.
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20 years from now...: December 2010
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20 years from now. Saturday, December 11, 2010. I got an R! Yeah, as of December 8th I went from PCV to RPCV. Take that Peace Corps! Slipped through the cracks again! The whole process of paperwork and red tape was awful, one giant cluster f*@k of running around an office. One staff member who shall remain nameless was particularly horrible. I felt like the last week of my service was harder than any other one week I can think of. But it's done, I'm finished, hooray hooray! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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20 years from now...: July 2010
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20 years from now. Tuesday, July 20, 2010. 10 hours on the road, or, thank goodness I have an ipod. Yesterday I had the opportunity (like how I'm staying positive? Women, and uncomfortable seats. So here are some of my survival tips, they work pretty much year-round. 1 Sit by a window. You have better control of temperature and it makes me feel superior to be the "window master". Wednesday, July 14, 2010. Yes, I still have a blog. I've just been busy (sort of) but here is a re-cap of the last 3 months.
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20 years from now...: February 2010
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20 years from now. Wednesday, February 24, 2010. Oh yeah, I have a blog. Sometimes I forget to update this thing. For a long time. I think it is just because there isn't much that seems worth writing about anymore. There is, I'm full of entertaining and hilarious anecdotes. But they all seem normal to me now, so I forget that maybe a guy pouring burning hot coals across the street in a snow storm might be interesting to others. Those red things in the middle are coals. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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20 years from now...: June 2009
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20 years from now. Friday, June 19, 2009. Nothing goes as planned. That makes me feel better. Wednesday, June 17, 2009. That life doesn't work. You can't just assume any girl on a bus is interested in you, you have no right to be such an ass." unfortunately my language skills do not allow for such on the fly translations in my head and the previous sentence came out simply "That life doesn't work (in Azeri) Asshole (in English)". Sunday, June 14, 2009. And that means 2 things: heat and camps!
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20 years from now...: March 2010
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20 years from now. Wednesday, March 10, 2010. I realize that it has been a long time since I have chronicled my daily activities here in Quba, if I ever even have. So here you go, I threw in some pictures too. Then put them back into my backpack and head up the 146 stairs, which, today are covered in ice. I then walke dthe ten blocks back to my apartment past the saddest park in Azerbaijan. Saturday, March 6, 2010. Azerbaijan is getting some attention in the news. Tuesday, March 2, 2010.
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20 years from now...: January 2011
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20 years from now. Thursday, January 13, 2011. So, since leaving Azerbaijan I have been to 3 other Peace Corps countries and it makes me realize that I was lucky to have been placed in Azerbaijan. Why you ask (or you don't)? Especially since I found plenty to complain about for the last 2 years. Oh, I'll tell you why. Yeah, that's right. I'm mostly talking about stores though. There were markets everywhere and if one didn't have what you needed you just walk half a block, or even next door. As much as I ...