Puppy Love

My last few months in Albania are turning into the busiest weeks of my PC service. From wrapping up projects, collaborating with other volunteers, continuing to build relationships in my community, training for my first marathon and studying to take the GRE next week, my free time has all but disappeared.

I couldn't be happier to finally take the GRE. Prepping for three months and filling up two notebooks with math problems has put my brain into full algebra mode. Gross.

I couldn’t be happier to finally take the GRE. Prepping for three months and filling up two notebooks with math problems has put my brain into full algebra mode. Gross.

Market Day

Market Day

14 miler in the wee hours of the morning.

14 miler in the wee hours of the morning.

Some Albanian wisdom haha.

Some Albanian wisdom haha.

After a week full of meetings and studying, I went on a hike with my sitemates. They know a family that owns land on the outskirts of Keclyre. One of their dogs had puppies a few months ago and we planned an afternoon to hang out with them. And if we’re being honest, we really just wanted to play with their dogs!

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Surprisingly playing with puppies wasn’t my favorite moment of the past few weeks. That came after helping Monika with a training in the hospital. We popped over to the middle school to say hello to the kids. A group of girls let out shrieks of excitement, followed by the most sincere hugs I have ever received. Some of these Albanian moments filled with genuine love and admiration are going to be tough ones to beat.

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