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Mongolian Sunset

Walking home to our host families at sunset
Skulls and Bones

Two Mongolian children playing with some of the many animal bones found around town
Herding

A Mongolian man walking with his herd early in the morning
Hanging out in the Huduoh

Duirng training one Tuesday night I was informed upon arriving home that myself and my Mongolian family needed to go to the hudouh (countryside). I told them all that I couldn't, because I had Mongolian dance practice, but they were not budging. So, I skipped dance class to head to the hudouh with the fam. The entire event, was disastrous from the start. We stopped on the way out of town, to get gas...which for some reason made the car smell like gasoline the entire hour and half ride. Also...
Catching a grasshopper

My Mongolian supervisor's friend from high school is a geologist. He took us along with him on an overnight trip deep into the Gobi Desert. The next morning, on our way back home, we stopped our truck so i could fill my empty water bottle with sand, to give to my American friends. He said he saw a grasshopper.
Walking home with host brother

My friend and I lived with Mongolian host families during our summer training, and our duu's (Mongolian for younger siblings) would follow us everywhere, every day. After one Sunday afternoon study session at another Peace Corps Trainee's felt tent, our duu's came to pick us up.
The Igorot

The Igorot tribe, high in the Cordillera mountains, are one of the most well preserved examples of Philippine Culture. In a country colonized and overrun by both American and Spanish culture, seeing native Filipinos embrace their own heritage brings a new hope to the future of the nation.
Explaining Coral to Filipinos

I have been doing so much class observation. It is beneficial because there is so much about the educational system that confuses me still, despite having spent weeks here. Many times, my counterpart does not involve me with his lesson planning. (However, after observing several classes of his, I realize that he just reads from the book and does not actually plan any lesson.) Today, I didn’t feel like I could bear the monotony of it all, so I volunteered to do the lesson, despite no pr...
A Protracted Expanse of Ocean

Sometimes I feel that being a Peace Corps Volunteer feels as if I am hand-delivering piles of bricks across a muddy riverbed to provide a community with the means to build. It’s as if I am carrying the weight on my shoulders through a thick mud. To me, this mud I must trod through everyday represents the all-encompassing and foreign culture of the Philippines. As a Peace Corps Volunteer working at the community-level, I carry my load brick by brick. Over time I can see the buildings get...
The Bangka

A bangka is a Filipino boat made out of wood and bamboo. As we noisely motor to one of the 7,107 island of the Philippines, the Filipino man navigates the boat with his bamboo pole.

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