Research Assistant Professor
Through my Rwandan host family I had a scheduled meeting with a beekeeper who operates just outside of Kigali scheduled for the very last few days of my trip. On the way home from the canopy walk, way out in Continue reading Say “BUUZZZZ” for the camera!
I didn’t want to mention it before for fear of jinxing myself, but while staying at the beautiful Lake Kivu, my professor and I had a chance meeting with a British fellow. We were regrouping on the way back to Continue reading Chance meetings
We decided to take a boat tour of Lake Kivu to get a close up of some of the islands in the middle. After stopping at a brand new, super fun hotel built like tiny chalets into the mountain, we Continue reading Eco-tourism in Rwanda
Anyone who really knows my Rwanda travels knows I’m a fan of Fanta Citron. It’s only a flavor in Rwanda and Dubai, I think, so even in other parts of Africa you can’t get it. But, I digress… Last year, Continue reading It isn’t research without Fanta
As my professor has often commented to me on this trip, it’s not often that a parent gets to witness their child’s dissertation research. Luckily, my mom’s a trooper. After hearing my stories from the last two years of Rwanda Continue reading Mommy-and-me Dissertation Fieldwork
Kiziba Refugee Camp (some parts missing) In the spirit of keeping my posts to manageable lengths, I’ve broken this one day into three parts (who am I kidding, it’s still going to be long), so bear with me as I Continue reading The Story of My Life
There’s not enough bandwidth out here for pictures, so it’s just words for now. Today was a deep fieldwork immersion day. I couldn’t have asked for a better start to this research journey: no problems getting through the gate, no Continue reading Fieldwork immersion
Local lore says Christopher Columbusstarted this church This trip was my first time traveling with a faith-based organization. While the nonprofit’s main focus is medical missions (and they’ve branched out into education and water wells), their guiding values come from Continue reading Missions and Spirituality Abroad
Our little caravan of tents Our tents– they ran out of classrooms and dorm rooms– were out behind the main buildings. Nestled upon the scorched, dry earth and tucked against a pasture full of horses and donkeys. It was 70 Continue reading Meeting the Meal
Just before I left from Haiti, someone asked me if people ever stare at me or want to touch my hair when I travel. Hmmm…I know exactly what they’re talking about, but I haven’t thought about it for a long Continue reading Beauty Queen