January 2010

It had been years since my husband and I fell in love while volunteering in Africa with the Peace Corps. My assignment included growing gardens, raising chickens, and feeding students in six schools, while Mark taught English. Our courtship began three months before our evacuation from Southern Africa; although our village lives were thriving, political warfare forced us out of Lesotho. But wanting further immersion in cultures different from our own, we strapped on our backpacks, bought Around-the-World plane tickets, and sketched out a new plan for the next six months. Our desire to engage with the world was ripe--the more dirt under our fingernails, the better. Click Here to read the full story