Dust in the Wind

a professional and personal journey through the Land of a Thousand Hills

Village Life

I knew I would be leaving for the Peace Corps eight months before I departed. Therefore, I got used to answering a litany of questions:...

“Leah Norman… North! Oh, sorry, I mean East”, my Program Manager faltered as I dashed forward. “Good, Narnia”, I muttered as I pinned a...

On our first day in Rwanda, each member of my cohort was handed a color-coded, hour-by-hour, 10-week training schedule. I hungrily...

Uri ni u Rwanda - this is Rwanda - is my place to share snippets of life - funny, silly, bizarre, random - in Rwanda. My moto driver,...

I made the grave mistake of telling my host mother that I was “very” hungry last night. For dinner, the medley of starches served was...

For weeks, I’ve been struggling with how to inaugurate my blog. A post explaining why I’ve packed my life into two-50 pound bags and...