July 2009
72 posts
Kabuli dining
I just had “pizza” at an Afghan “restaurant” and my tummy “hurts”.
Oh wait no, it doesn’t “hurt”, it HURTS.
She won't listen.
I think I’m about to get to this point. I’m finishing grad school in May and I want a career in international development. I work for a relatively small organization based in New York but that works solely in Afghanistan. I like my job but there’s little room to move forward - I am only one of three employees in New York (CFO, Development Director and myself) - so I’m...
Just because I am American, I like Eminem?!
I walk into the restaurant (and I use the term loosely) at my hotel in Kabul this afternoon to get some lunch and the place is empty. It’s Friday - their weekend - and everything is closed and everyone is home. One of the staff members is sitting on the couch listening to some (what I think is) Indian pop music over the speakers. It is blasting. I can barely hear myself think, but I...
Top Ten Reasons You Know You’re Working at an Aid...
You know you’re working at an aid organization headquarters if…
1. You just had a pre-meeting to discuss your strategy planning session for the new initiative to reduce poverty by increasing access to safe water/credit/food/health care through fair and equitable distribution to those with the right to said good or service through engagement with duty bearers in the government and other...
I hope no one who cares about me sees this... →
Arrived in Kabul, settling in and very happy! More... →
Confession
Me. Neither. Are we missing something?
graceinsmallthings:
I’ve never seen a full episode of Top Chef or Real Housewives (any season). I know, I know!
India, Day 2: Adventures at the Taj... →
It is barely 6am here in India, but I can’t sleep. Some mysterious US phone number called my Blackberry over an hour ago and woke me up and now I can’t fall back asleep. Perhaps I’m thinking about work to-dos or perhaps I’m a bit nervous for my journey to Kabul this afternoon. Either way, I’m annoyed and tired.
Check out my first day in India... →
India
I’m in Delhi. It’s hot. I haven’t eaten in a day. My hotel room smells like mildew and is damp. I don’t feel well. I am too exhausted to go downstairs and get food. Wah.
My Wii Fit age
34.
I was expecting worse (I guess because I’ve heard fairly fit people being Wii-60 or something ridiculous), so Wii-34 wasn’t too bad.
The games are fun, wildly entertaining (especially after 3 drinks at the pub), actually make you work up a sweat, and now I want a Wii.