Bamako or Bust
So my three day staging event in Philadelphia is complete, and I am reporting to you from a kiosk in the Paris/deGaulle airport. I am pleased to report that there are no major snafus as of yet, and my biggest woe is sleep deprivation and some interesting stains on the airport bench that I have been calling my home for the last four and a half hours. There are 39 other trainees joining me on this voyage, and from the start they strike me as a very interesting and capable group (but would you expect any less from us Peace Corps folks?). Our plane will touch down tonight in Bamako around 9 - then we will be wisked to our training site a half hour outside of the capital, taught how to use warm water instead of toilet paper, and then be promptly sent to bed. I can't wait.
ps: Anyone interested in writing to me has a couple of options. Both my email address and my postal address are listed to the right, and both have their quirks. While email is guaranteed to get to my mailbox, I don't know how often I will be able to get to a computer to check it. And the post is pretty reliable, but mail might take a month or two to arrive (so you'll just have to give me at least a months notice when you write to tell me that you are visiting). Letters should also be numbered so I know if I missed one, and all the goodies you plan on sending me are best shipped in a padded envelope (I have no shame and will clearly beg for mail and visitors, as you can plainly see).
