The True Value of One Banana (In A Second World Country Without Running Water)

When I accepted a position to teach English in Georgia, my life was ideal on paper. I had friends and a full time job in a city I didn’t mind, with a Chipotle right around the corner from my reasonably priced apartment. Everything was fairly good, but there was no sparkle. I refused to settle. I had a healthy savings account and the teaching position provided room, board, transportation, a monthly stipend, and the opportunity to gain teaching experience to the benefit of my career. I threw caution and reason to the wind and embarked on my adventure, fearless, naïve, and blissfully happy.

My Last Hundred Bucks: Even the Whiskey Was Medicinal

$100! It is a lot of money, and yet, it is also not a lot of money at all. What happened to your last hundo, Sara Noel?