Hopefully, I'll have time for another post this week before I go back to village, so stay tuned.
The Primary School in my village
A classroom, some have desks, other's don't. I'm looking in to what I can do about this.
My Kitchen
This storm hit our beach party the day after we swore in last december.
My bedroom
The view from atop Mount Agou, looking down on my training village Agou Nyogbo
Compost Bin I created in an attempt to improve soil quality in my village
Tree Nursery
Compost Bin I created in an attempt to improve soil quality in my village
Tree Nursery
One of the main purposes of Peace Corps is cross-culturalization. I thought long and hard one day about the staples of American cultures, and how best to integrate those into Togolese culture. I decided the only logically hilarious thing to do was to take pagne, colorful African fabric, and create overalls, the one-piece of choice of many American farmers and blue-collar workers. I bought pagne, went to a local seamstress, and embarrassingly described and drew pictures of what overalls look like.
"It's all one piece," I would say to her as she stared at me confused.
"With straps, like this," I said, pretending to bring them over my shoulder.
"And they connect here, with a button!"
A week later, I received my overalls, and unveiled them at a volunteer party. This picture is me jammin on my harmonica. Notice my Barack Obama jersey underneath, I think that adds a nice touch.
My closest PC neighbors and I taking a break from village life
My closest PC neighbors and I taking a break from village life
The view from atop the mountain next to my village
A door to a church on top of Mount Agou, the tallest peak in Togo
My garden, on planting day, right now I have romano beans, zuchinni, and sunflowers, with hopefully carrots, green beans and butternut squash still to come.
Looking down the street from my house toward the center of town
My adorable neighbor Joshua