It is odd not doing anything development-y this summer, other than the occasional OID newsletter. (One should be out today! Srsly!) That's why it was good to meet up with my capstone group over the weekend. Planning the rest of our summer reminded me that I'm in deep water without those orange floaties on my arm.
On a marginally developmental note, I went up to NYC to see a play that was written by my freshman neighbor and produced from the guy down the hall from us. While catching up with other theater friends I found out that a mutual (theater) friend of ours is in Tanzania working in the summer at an orphanage. I need to get in touch with her to see what she does there. If you are NYC in the next week you should see it. It's a solid piece that has lots of promise and laughter. Still the River Runs
To those who are summer expats: How are you spending the 4th of July? Are other expats making a big deal of doing it authentically or do you end up with an amalgam of local, U.S., and other anglophone cultures? My first Thanksgiving meal abroad was turkey at an Irish pub in Tokyo.
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