<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:57:58.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TWERKMENISTAN, HOLLA</title><subtitle type='html'>Elliott's Peace Corps Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-5176859778505940038</id><published>2008-05-08T23:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:29:19.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Revised Packing List</title><content type='html'>Hello, future Peace Corps Turkmenistan trainee. You have come to this site looking for information about Turkmenistan and what’s it’s like to live and work here as a volunteer. Well, I’m afraid you’ve come to the wrong place. I rarely update this thing, which you should take as a good indication of the level of internet penetration in this country. &lt;br /&gt; I will, however, provide you with a revised and annotated packing list (a previous packing list with pictures can be found if you scroll down). Most of these guidelines can apply to both genders and both program assignments (health or TEFL), but keep in mind I’m writing as a male TEFL volunteer who lives in a village, not in a city. I don’t know, for example, about the availability and quality of tampons or bras here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHES: As a general rule, pretty much all clothing you absolutely need can be bought here, which, if you think about it makes sense since people have lived here for centuries. But that said, I strongly suggest bringing what you like to wear. Bring the clothes that make you feel good when you wear them, if only for the sake of your own mental health. Don’t worry too much about being judged by what you wear. Appearing professional and relatively modest does matter, but since you have the status of being an American, you can get away with a whole lot. It’s definitely worth having the variety and comfort of your own wardrobe, and though there are perfectly acceptable clothes available here, they’re not often the style or quality you’d want. Also – and this is very important – keep in mind that it’s highly unlikely that you’ll have access to a washer/dryer, so plan on having slightly longer pants, longer socks, and clothes that never feel 100% clean. I took for granted before I came here the fact that dryers shrink your clothes every time. I wish someone had told me this.&lt;br /&gt;- Socks – bring as many as space allows because this means doing laundry less often. Also bring DARK socks. If you bring a lot of white socks, you’ll just get depressed because they’re never going to be white again. This is a desert and there’s dust everywhere. Wear dark socks so you don’t have to look at filthy white ones.&lt;br /&gt;- Baseball cap and beanie – can be bought here and you won’t need a beanie until wintertime so you might as well not bring one and save the space if your bags&lt;br /&gt;- Scarf – same advice as for the beanie&lt;br /&gt;- Long silk underwear – absolutely necessary, tops and bottoms. This last winter (which was the coldest since 1969) I rarely took them off. To the best of my knowledge, these cannot be purchased in-country.&lt;br /&gt;- T-shirts and dress shirts – I brought like 15 of each and I’m satisfied with this number, though I could definitely do with fewer. These too can be purchased in-country, but I’d bring your own if you care about how you look. Bring both long and short-sleeve dress shirts because, when it’s hot, I see other teachers wearing short-sleeved shirts. Collared polos are also acceptable to wear at work (at least at my school).&lt;br /&gt;- White undershirts – bring some, but don’t go crazy&lt;br /&gt;- Jeans – bring one or two pairs, but these can be bought here as well and the styles (if you trust my judgment) aren’t that bad. Obviously I’m speaking as a male, so if you’re female, I’d probably bring some good jeans since acceptable jeans are harder to find for your gender.&lt;br /&gt;- Fitness clothing – athletic pants can be bought here easily, but not sure about other items like running shorts or sports bras&lt;br /&gt;- Underwear – as with socks, you should bring as much as space and weight permits because it means less laundry. You’ll most likely end up shitting your pants at some point, so be sure to bring underwear you don’t mind throwing away. I am not kidding about this.&lt;br /&gt;- Coats – bring at least one heavy, one medium, one light, and one professional coat. All will be useful here. I haven’t seen raincoats here, so if you prefer using a raincoat over an umbrella, bring a raincoat.&lt;br /&gt;- Pants – bring several pairs and, if you’re male, plan on losing weight while you’re here. You can find pants here, but, if you ask me, they tend to run on the billowy side or the so-tight-you-get-a-cyst-on-your-tailbone side.&lt;br /&gt;- Shorts – bring them and feel free to wear them if you’re male. If you’re female, you should feel out your site first to see if it’s okay. Then again, there’s the maxim that you can get away with anything since everyone will think you’re weird anyway.&lt;br /&gt;- Sweaters – bring sweaters you like, maybe two or three. Ones that can be dressed up and down. The sweaters here are the ugliest things I’ve ever seen. You will not want to buy the sweaters here. They are abysmally hideous.&lt;br /&gt;- Accessories – bring a few ties, a few belts, a hat, a beanie, a watch, mittens/gloves, bandana, a scarf, and an umbrella. All of these can be bought here too, though.&lt;br /&gt;- Brown loafers and black loafers – two things about shoes: 1) Make sure they’re easy to slip on and off since you’ll do this multiple times a day, and 2) If you’re buying new shoes, try to get some without a prominent ridge around the edge because such a ledge will only serve to collect dust. Shoe cleanliness is valued here and it’s advisable to keep them presentable and a ledge on your shoe makes that harder. &lt;br /&gt;- Sneakers, walking shoes, hiking shoes – I don’t have hiking shoes, and I sometimes regret not bringing a pair because, you know, sometimes I need to hike. Sneakers and walking shoes are of relatively low quality if bought here.&lt;br /&gt;- Chacos or Birkenstocks or whatever – these are cool and make you feel like you’re actually in the Peace Corps, but very cheap sandals are available here and I don’t find much occasion to wear sandals beyond walking around the outside of my house. Other PCVs love theirs, but I could easily do without the pair that I have. Plus, like I said, there’s dust everywhere and your feet get disgusting as foot sweat mixes with dirt and dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL: Again, in general, you can find most things here that you need, but if you have something special like certain kinds of face wash, razors, acne medication, or sunscreen, you should bring enough to last until your first care package from home. Peace Corps supplies a bunch of stuff for you too. And, if I recall correctly, the make-up here is relatively expensive and hard to find. So if you wear make-up, bring enough.&lt;br /&gt;- Soap, toothbrushes, toothpaste, lotion, shampoo, conditioner, razors, shaving cream – All found here relatively easily and cheaply. The quality is variable as you might expect, but if you stick with the Russian brands and American brands, you’re most likely in the clear.&lt;br /&gt;- Floss – PC give you this unwaxed floss, so I suggest you bring your own. If you don’t floss, bring it anyway because you will have time to develop the good habit of flossing.&lt;br /&gt;- Loofah – if you use these, bring one because you can’t get them here as far as I know.&lt;br /&gt;- Condoms and lube – PC has a surprisingly large selection, and know that only 2% of all PCVs remain celibate during their service&lt;br /&gt;- Hair product, face wash, acne medication, chap stick, tweezers, Q-tips  – not easily found here, and if it is it’s probably not the brand or specific kind you like.&lt;br /&gt;- Hand sanitizer – don’t go crazy and get a gallon of the stuff, but it’s definitely useful for when you go to an outhouse and there’s no soap or water to be found. I’d suggest bringing one or two small bottles and have others sent occasionally in packages.&lt;br /&gt;- Medicine and first aid stuff – Peace Corps gives you a great little kit with all these things, and the medical officer will give you things like allergy medication if you request it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KITCHEN: Some people brought nothing food-related. These people are fools.&lt;br /&gt;- Variable sizes of Ziploc bags – very useful and you can’t get these here easily&lt;br /&gt;- Spices – dried garlic, dried onion, cinnamon, curry, sweet basil, Italian seasoning, cumin, nutmeg, chili pepper… bring what you like because you’ll invariably get to a point where you’ll want something that tastes different. Plus, bags of spices are small, they last a long time, and they wont take up a lot of space when you’re packing. Things you can find here fresh: dill, cilantro, garlic, basil. There’s also no need to bring salt or black or red pepper.&lt;br /&gt;- Hot sauces – I suggest Sri Racha (aka Red Rooster or Hot Cock Sauce) and crushed red pepper flakes. These both go a long way in augmenting the Turkmen dishes you’ll be eating. Things that are ajy [spicy, bitter, or strong] aren’t as appreciated in Turkmenistan as they are in other parts of the world, so I would strongly strongly suggest bringing a variety of spicy things.&lt;br /&gt;- Teflon pan – I personally brought one, and I do use it at times, but not nearly as much as I thought I would. Plus, it can be purchased here.&lt;br /&gt;- Large canister of good powdered coffee creamer – you can only find instant coffee here and, though you might be lucky enough to have a family that has a milk-yielding cow, I wouldn’t depend on a constant supply of cream. &lt;br /&gt;- French press and ground coffee – a dinky French press can be found here, but it’s very hard to find good ground coffee. If coffee is a necessity for you, I’d bring both of these or have them sent quickly.&lt;br /&gt;- Seeds – flower and vegetable seeds are useful. Even if you’ve never planted anything in your whole life, your host family will probably know a thing or two about gardening, and they’ll think it’s amusing that you’re doing gara iş [“black work” – manual labor].&lt;br /&gt;- If you have generous and thoughtful friends or family that plan on sending you things, I’ve found the following to be great here: CLIF bars and granola bars, really light just-add-water pre-packaged soups, junk food, more spicy things, ethnic food or food mixes, Velveeta cheese (there is pretty much no cheese here that you will recognize), and really anything that you liked to eat at home but doesn’t require special preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISCELLANEOUS&lt;br /&gt;- Tiny keychain flashlight – absolutely necessary as there aren’t streetlights in most places and usually no light when you go to the outhouse. You can get them here because I see kids playing with them, and other flashlights are available too, but I can’t vouch for their quality.&lt;br /&gt;- World map or atlas – so useful, not just for the classroom, but also for when you’re dreaming about vacations.&lt;br /&gt;- Laptop – 110% yes absolutely bring your laptop don’t even vacillate on this issue I heartily suggest you bring this with you no matter how crappy or how new the machine is. It will be so incredibly useful to you and make your life so much easier and less boring. You’ll be able to pre-compose emails (or blog posts, like I am now) and also use your computer for work. Plus, you’ll be able to be part of PCV society that shares music and movies and TV series. I would also suggest that you find some program like iDump that allows you to transfer music to AND from an iPod on multiple computers (and maybe on multiple operating systems). As you could have probably guessed, a larger percentage of PCVs own Macs. I also brought a lock for my laptop, but I haven’t ever used it. It’s safer here than most places and I’m not scared about it getting stolen in my village. If it ever is stolen, you just ask around for the kid that has a new computer that he has no idea how to use.&lt;br /&gt;- Feather duster – sounds ridiculous, but this country is a desert and dust gets everywhere. Every time I sit down to my computer I wish that I had one.&lt;br /&gt;- Flashlight – valuable, but can be bought here. I personally brought a crank-powered one, and that’s proven useful, but my host family has their own flashlight that you can plug into the wall to recharge. The electricity goes out here regularly, so a flashlight is very necessary.&lt;br /&gt;- Camera – a digital camera with rechargeable batteries or a rechargeable internal battery would be the best idea. Turkmens LOVE pictures and you’ll quickly become popular if you take pictures of them. And if you have a computer to load the pictures onto, that’s even more popularity for you. My family regularly brings me to parties so that I can take pictures of it. Then I burn a disc for them and they go print out the pictures at a surathana [picture house].&lt;br /&gt;- Small speakers – tiny headphones and tinny laptop speakers just don’t feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;- Cell phone – coverage for Turkmenistan is steadily expanding. I have no idea at all if an American phone would work here, but I feel that it should since SIM cards are SIM cards. Plus, you can still use your phone during staging in Washington, D.C. You might as well just bring it if it’s in your pocket anyway.&lt;br /&gt;- Batteries – bring enough to last you until your first care package because the batteries here are pretty much worthless when it comes to a digital camera&lt;br /&gt;- Leatherman – very useful on the one hand, but if I didn’t have one I’d survive. Plus, every other PCV has one, so if you really need it, you can just borrow it. But then again, it’s not a lot of space to sacrifice for a little multitool gadget.&lt;br /&gt;- Sewing kit – don’t bother bringing this unless you’re serious about your sewing. Almost any female here over the age of 6 can do wonders with a needle and thread.&lt;br /&gt;- Bath towel – oh my god in heaven bring a bath towel. I would suggest bringing a large bath towel and a hand towel (maybe even two of each). The towels here are very bad and it’s like they coat them in oil so you never really get dry enough. I know a towel is a lot of space to give up, but it’s so so worth it to be able to quickly towel off.&lt;br /&gt;- Books – I wouldn’t worry about the books you bring. There are plenty here to read, but if you have a favorite you’d re-read over and over again, or if you read a holy book regularly, bring it. The only books I would bring, personally, are reference books. Books for pleasure are abundant here among PCVs. You should also bring a nice compact Russian-English dictionary. If you plan on learning Russian, bring a nicer one, but if you just need enough Russian to say “Three beers please,” then get a phrasebook or something smaller. Plan on reading a whole lot once you get here.&lt;br /&gt;- American gifts for your host family – I brought bookmarks, only to find out that they don’t read for pleasure. If I had to do it again, I would have purchased cheap canvas bags for them, because sturdy bags are hard to come by here and they would get good mileage (or kilometerage, as would be the case here). They use plastic bags to carry around all their things and they wear them into the ground. So if you gift them a canvas bag they’d be so grateful. I’d get one about the size of a briefcase.&lt;br /&gt;- iPod, flash drive, voltage converter – duh&lt;br /&gt;- Nalgene – if you’re attached to yours, bring it, but I don’t think it’s necessary.&lt;br /&gt;- Photos from home – you can bond with Turkmen over these. They love seeing your home and family and car, specifically.&lt;br /&gt;- Mini-iron – there’s a genius PCV here who brought a small iron from home and it’s the most god darned useful thing, especially if you’re male and have to iron pants and shirts for work. I don’t have one of these, but I would have if I had the space and the foresight.&lt;br /&gt;- Candles – they’re relatively expensive here and, as stated before, the power goes out a lot (especially as you approach winter). Plus, it’s nice if you like scented things. I didn’t bring any, but my mom sent me some and I use them frequently.&lt;br /&gt;- Sleeping bag – I’m 50/50 on this one because I don’t find mine that useful. It’s useful when I do use it, which is rarely, but if I had to I probably could’ve just borrowed one from another volunteer. They are completely useless if you planned on using it for when you sleep at other people’s houses because the house will provide you with mattresses and pillows to sleep on (on the floor, obviously). The only situation where I would see it being useful is for camping, sleeping at other volunteer’s apartments who don’t have sleeping mats, or if it’s incredibly cold and your sleeping bag is one of those nice goose down ones.&lt;br /&gt;- Other media – there are tons of DVDs here among the PCVs, both movies and TV series. The best thing to do and the thing that will make most of the T-16s love you is if you bring newer movies and TV series on your hard drive or as burned copies that don’t take up lots of space. Seriously, just download some torrents and bring them along with you here. Anything.&lt;br /&gt;- Combination lock – bring a combination lock and maybe a few of those small ones that you need a key for. They’re peace of mind when you leave your belongings in a hotel or if you leave your house for a few days&lt;br /&gt;- Cash – bring cash for a vacation, at least $600. There is no safe in the PC office for volunteer use, so bring as much as you comfortable with. As I said, it’s a safe country, and if you’re smart and just lock things up you’ll be perfectly fine. The money should be crisp and new. Oh, and as for wallets, make sure yours is large enough to accommodate manat bills, which are larger than dollar bills (they are 6”x3”).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, this is not an exhaustive list. It’s important to bring the right things, but I wouldn’t be overanxious and wouldn’t devote too much hand wringing to the subject. There is no perfect packing list. You can always have things sent from America. And if you happen to forget something, you can probably get it here or you’ll find you don’t need it. Good luck packing, T-17s. It is my sincerest hope that you are good-looking, fascinating, hip, intelligent, athletic, polite, courteous, respectful, caring, patient, warm, cheerful, outgoing, generous, friendly, energetic, humorous, gentle, well adjusted, industrious, affectionate, open-minded, honest, and helpful. We T-16s are expecting nothing less from you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-5176859778505940038?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/5176859778505940038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/5176859778505940038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2008/05/revised-packing-list.html' title='Revised Packing List'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-522103310309331416</id><published>2007-11-11T01:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:14:55.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashoguz 10-nji Mekdep</title><content type='html'>The absolute best thing to have come out of Turkmenistan in recent memory is this: 25 cover songs sung by the Turkmen children of Dashoguz School #10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it last week on one of the computers in the PC office and, with the help of fellow PCTs, I’ve identified 2/3 of the songs on there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;1. Saves the Day – (unknown song)&lt;br /&gt;2. The Cure – “Boys Don’t Cry”&lt;br /&gt;3. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;4. Weezer – “Buddy Holly”&lt;br /&gt;5. Unknown song from the “O, Brother Where Art Thou?” soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;6. The Decemberists – “Eli, The Barrow Boy”&lt;br /&gt;7. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;8. Neil Young – “Heart of Gold”&lt;br /&gt;9. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;10. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers – “I Won’t Back Down”&lt;br /&gt;11. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;12. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;13. Belle &amp; Sebastian – “Judy and the Dream of Horses”&lt;br /&gt;14. Radiohead – “Karma Police”&lt;br /&gt;15. Guns and Roses – “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door”&lt;br /&gt;16. Damien Jurado – “Letters and Drawings”&lt;br /&gt;17. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;18. Bob Dylan – “Everybody Must Get Stoned”&lt;br /&gt;19. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;20. Iron and Wine – “Sodom, South Georgia”&lt;br /&gt;21. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;22. Shawn Colvin – “Sunny Came Home”&lt;br /&gt;23.  Unknown &lt;br /&gt;24. The Flaming Lips – “Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, Part I”&lt;br /&gt;25. Unknown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The volunteer who worked at Dashoguz School #10 has yet to be identified, though I’m sure if I ask around people might be able to divulge his identity. It shouldn’t be hard. He plays the guitar and dates himself by including the Decemberists and Iron and Wine tracks, which came out in 2005. So he was here in 2005 at least, meaning he was probably a T-12. The T-12 volunteers are no longer here (I am a T-16) so I might have to find his name and then his email. I could, obviously, just google the lyrics to the unknown songs, but if it were me, I would want to know that someone else that came after me appreciated such a project. And I do appreciate these – I have other such cover songs by young children choruses, including “Sexy Boy” by Air and “Desperado” by The Eagles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-522103310309331416?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/522103310309331416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/522103310309331416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/11/dashoguz-10-nji-mekdep.html' title='Dashoguz 10-nji Mekdep'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-8118859680205881630</id><published>2007-10-28T01:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:26:09.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First update from Turkmenistan</title><content type='html'>At this point it seems a weird exercise to update this thing. I left on September 28th and I am writing this on October 25th. So many incredible things to talk about and describe. A straightforward list would be most beneficial in this situation, I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Toilets, for one, don’t exist in most places. I’ve become accustomed to a squat toilet, as much as Westerner can get accustomed to such a thing. It’s not as bad as I thought it would be, though to me a porcelain commode is preferable whenever they are available, which is infrequently. It’s cold now, but I can only imagine what they’ll be like in the summer. My family uses toilet paper, but many use newspaper, old Russian books, and magazines. &lt;br /&gt;- The host country nationals are great. I feel safe and welcomed here. I love my host family and they’re incredibly generous to me. I’m never hungry or in want of something to do. I’d like to be able to iron my own shirt or do my own laundry sometimes, but my host sister and host mother don’t allow it really. My host father is the director at a theater in Ashgabat and I’ve been to a play that’s the Turkmen version of Romeo and Juliet and also a German jazz concert, both of which were great experiences. I do have pictures, so maybe you’ll see them one day, as the internet here is prohibitively slow. I can’t do much beyond checking email.&lt;br /&gt;- We sleep on the floor, eat on the floor, and sit on the floor. This is a holdover from nomadic times where you carried your home on your back and a chaise lounge or Eames chair wasn’t the most practical thing to keep with you moving around the Karakum Desert. Eating and sitting on the floor were easy to adjust to, though sleeping did present a problem for me personally. I had my first night of sleep only this week where I was able to sleep the whole night through.&lt;br /&gt;- Marked gender differences, but they’re things one might expect. The power differential is more transparent and it guides more behaviors than in the US. Women wear these beautiful dresses and they wear a head scarf if married. My sister has a lot more work around the house than do my brothers. I never see women driving cars. Things of that nature. There is one thing that I envy the women for: if you are in the presence of your father-in-law and you don’t want to talk to him, you can cover your face like a blinder and you don’t have to talk at all.&lt;br /&gt;- It’s a muslim country but beliefs are deeply mixed with tribal and shamanistic ones. The “Evil Eye” is a big deal here and there are innumerable talismans and practices against it. You can hang these triangular woven things in your home, for example, or you can hang peppers at the entrance of your home, or ram’s horns – all to protect against the evil eye. A cute practice that I’ve taken up is when you pour your tea. If there are bubbles in the tea, and the bubbles haven’t yet escaped to the periphery of your bakal [mug or cup], you must touch them with your finger and then touch your forehead. This means money is on its way to your household. Additionally, something that I’ve taken up, is not whistling inside nor shaking out the water from my hands after washing them. Both of these actions attract the Evil Eye and the money and luck will flow out of your household. It sounds silly but a volunteer reported that he was caught shaking out the water from his hands and the next day his host mother’s purse was lost.&lt;br /&gt;- My fellow PCTs are tremendous. I like them a lot and I certainly hope they like me. I feel at times I come off as an insufferable know-it-all, or simply an asshole (it wouldn’t be the first time), so I seriously hope this isn’t what my actions and behavior betray to my new friends. We were informed that all PC volunteers talk about is food, sex, and poop, but so far my group has been talking about geopolitics, linguistics, science, public radio, books, and travel. But also sex and food and poop, for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;- The town where I’m living until December is at the border, and over the mountains is Iran. PC has done a good job informing us on what to do and what will happen to us in case the US acts against Iran militarily.&lt;br /&gt;- Miss a lot of you, one of you especially. Please write me letters; I have only received stuff from my family so far. Letters and parcels make dealing with mortality easier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-8118859680205881630?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8118859680205881630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8118859680205881630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-update-from-turkmenistan.html' title='First update from Turkmenistan'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-7499776343757248833</id><published>2007-09-29T20:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:27:54.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Staging</title><content type='html'>I'm in Washington, D.C. at staging (orientation). Got in last night and there was this guy at the baggage claim and I think I got hustled by him. He took me to his car, which didn't have a meter or look like a taxi at all (it was Cadillac), but I got to the hotel fine, even though the fare was $45 flat. I shouldn't have followed that Ethiopian man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But were given today a debit card to cover expenses and the government was surprisingly generous. I have plenty of money for incidentals and food and taxi rides. I had great Thai food tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went over a bunch of things, like our anxieties and fears and expectations for Turkmenistan. One really cool thing I learned was that Peace Corps is the only game in Turkmenistan, that we are literally the only aid group over there. No Habitat for Humanity or World Bank or UN or CARE. Just the Peace Corps. The awesome thing about this is that, as a volunteer, your results are more apparent. A common complaint (and reason for ETing) among volunteers is that they can't see the effects of their accomplishments. It was reassuring to learn that in T-stan that this won't be an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Corps really does open you up to many new experiences. For example, the guy I'm rooming with during staging, he had never ironed a shirt until I showed him how this afternoon. And as for me, he showed me his socks, all of which are tye-died. No joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-7499776343757248833?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/7499776343757248833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/7499776343757248833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/09/staging.html' title='Staging'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-4856310767295950327</id><published>2007-09-24T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:27:44.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://aycu09.webshots.com/image/28248/2001674863256428481_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 white undershirts&lt;br /&gt;18 t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;5 polos and button-down short-sleeve shirts&lt;br /&gt;12 dress shirts for work&lt;br /&gt;3 sweaters&lt;br /&gt;2 long sleeve shirts&lt;br /&gt;7 pairs of pants&lt;br /&gt;exercise pants, shorts, and long-sleeve shirt&lt;br /&gt;silk underwear bottoms and tops&lt;br /&gt;one vest, one cardigan, one hoodie, one medium-weight coat, one heavy-weight coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/26195/2001676907591647016_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crushed red pepper&lt;br /&gt;cumin&lt;br /&gt;cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;Sri Racha hot sauce&lt;br /&gt;onion powder&lt;br /&gt;garlic powder&lt;br /&gt;curry powder&lt;br /&gt;Italian mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu08.webshots.com/image/29087/2001637172851890034_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambas, brown loafers, black loafers, Chacos, running shoes&lt;br /&gt;frying pan&lt;br /&gt;hat&lt;br /&gt;sleeping bag and insertable mat&lt;br /&gt;English/Russian dictionary, field guide to birding around USSR, Donald Barthelme short stories, &lt;u&gt;Limits of Language&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pens, pencils, sharpies, pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu29.webshots.com/image/29548/2001686661482302020_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ties&lt;br /&gt;belts&lt;br /&gt;underwears&lt;br /&gt;socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu03.webshots.com/image/27722/2001688476064191074_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macbook, charger, sweater&lt;br /&gt;external hard drive, mouse, camera, cords&lt;br /&gt;USB thumb drive&lt;br /&gt;headphones&lt;br /&gt;binoculars&lt;br /&gt;iPod shuffle&lt;br /&gt;digital watch&lt;br /&gt;toiletries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aycu06.webshots.com/image/30365/2001631933520934519_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calendar and bookmarks (gifts for host family)&lt;br /&gt;combination lock&lt;br /&gt;laptop lock&lt;br /&gt;Leatherman Multi-tool&lt;br /&gt;Gameboy DS, games, charger&lt;br /&gt;handcrank flashlight, keychain flashlight&lt;br /&gt;international voltage converter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-4856310767295950327?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/4856310767295950327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/4856310767295950327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/09/packing-post.html' title='Packing post'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-6351427894705454772</id><published>2007-09-15T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:24:18.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My burgeoning food blog?</title><content type='html'>I have a slight inclination to start a food blog, based on the 1100 varieties of melons to be found in Turkmenistan. It would be popular, I feel, because food buffs love exotic fruits. The mangosteen was recently legalized in America and already I've seen several proclamations of "the new pomegranate!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't be difficult to look into the melon-describing semantic sphere and pick up several words and phrases. I already have a name for it, which is personally the biggest motivation to start the blog. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turkmelonstan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's surreal that I'll be there in two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-6351427894705454772?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/6351427894705454772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/6351427894705454772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-burdgeoning-food-blog.html' title='My burgeoning food blog?'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-6300274069762505129</id><published>2007-07-24T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:16:05.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkmenistan</title><content type='html'>I'll be going to Turkmenistan for my PC service. I will be in D.C. on September 29th for orientation, and then in Turkmenistan on October 3rd for pre-service training. My volunteer service ends December 21, 2009. So I'll be home for Christmas. I also plan at least one trip back to the states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I know about Turkmenistan and my service so far:&lt;br /&gt;- Free water and electricity everywhere (vestiges of communism)&lt;br /&gt;- Ashgabat, the capital city, is fairly modern and it's all white marble and real gold&lt;br /&gt;- Turkmenbashi, the recently dead dictator/president-for-life, ruled with Soviet-style harshness&lt;br /&gt;- The PC office there recently got satellite internet&lt;br /&gt;- I will probably be in a rural area living with my host family for the entire two years.&lt;br /&gt;- They eat lots of lamb and get lots of produce imported from Iran because the seasons are wonky. They have 100 degree summers but it also snows in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm guessing that if the USA goes to war with Iran, I will be evacuated and my service will end, or they'll send me to Guatemala or something.&lt;br /&gt;- 87% Muslim, though I hear it's not like Saudi Arabia. They are more culturally Muslim in the way that we are culturally Christian, someone said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to work now. More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-6300274069762505129?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/6300274069762505129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/6300274069762505129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/07/turkmenistan.html' title='Turkmenistan'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-8066098841654339304</id><published>2007-07-22T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:51:01.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It should be here tomorrow</title><content type='html'>It should be here tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-8066098841654339304?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8066098841654339304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8066098841654339304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-should-be-here-tomorrow.html' title='It should be here tomorrow'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-3983628431772287584</id><published>2007-07-18T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T11:07:04.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Notified of my invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several months of checking my email first thing every morning, after expecting it to come by the time I finished school, then by the time I had my going-away party, then by the time I left Texas, I checked my email this morning and found this message from Peace Corps: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sg"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Peace Corps has updated your Application Status account. Log in to &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.peacecorps.gov/mytoolkit" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.peacecorps.gov&lt;wbr&gt;/mytoolkit&lt;/a&gt; to see the latest information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="sg"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This means that my invitation (exactly where and when I will be going) is in the mail. The mailman here is going to become shortly acquainted with me as I wait for him daily at the mailbox. What happens is I get the invite in the mail, and see what it says, and then respond within 10 days to either accept or decline the invitation. Should I decline, I would have to wait longer for another assignment to come up. This would annoy my PO because she'd have to do more work, and it'd annoy Kristofer and Ashley, since I would have to live here longer than expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I am predicting based on my internet research: Turkmenistan, departing for staging September 29th, returning to the States January 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this paragraph is mostly for Ben)&lt;br /&gt;So. Turkmenistan. The large majority of the population speaks Turkmen, while a minority speak Balochi (Western) and Kurmanji. I am betting that I will not have to learn the minority languages. Turkmen is an Altaic &gt; Turkic language, meaning it has strong vowel harmony, restricted voicing between vcd/vcl with few minimal pairs even intervocalically, short/long vowel opposition, and simple syllable structure (CVCC at the most complex). It might be agglutinative, I'm not sure. All nouns decline the same way; all verbs conjugate the same way. There are no classes. It has number and case, with a basic set of case markings (NOM/ACC/GEN/LOC/DAT/ABL). Its word order is strictly verb-final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Kerry, who was able to quickly get his recommendation stuff in before my PO went on vacation. I most likely would not have received this today if he didn't complete his shit on time. I finally get to update the timeline in the sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-3983628431772287584?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3983628431772287584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3983628431772287584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/07/notified-of-my-invitation.html' title='Notified of my invitation'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-5836614046187186054</id><published>2007-07-16T17:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T17:25:17.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a second nomination</title><content type='html'>My PO Julie Thompson called me this afternoon and gave me a more accurate nomination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late September 2007&lt;br /&gt;Teaching English as a Foreign Language&lt;br /&gt;Central Asia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exciting because TEFL was my first choice of assignment because that would work better when I apply to grad school for linguistics. It's not that teaching science would have been bad, but I just would have rather taught English. Now I need my linguistics books! And I was also reading a book earlier this year by Comrie about Caucasian languages, which might be of use if I learn one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the PC website, "Central Asia" is the following countries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armenia&lt;br /&gt;Azerbaijan&lt;br /&gt;Georgia&lt;br /&gt;Kazakhstan&lt;br /&gt;Kyrgyz Republic&lt;br /&gt;Turkmenistan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-5836614046187186054?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/5836614046187186054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/5836614046187186054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-second-nomination.html' title='Finally a second nomination'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-1274969551829867785</id><published>2007-07-11T08:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T08:29:57.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little closer</title><content type='html'>My PO called my Saturday afternoon. I was surprised she was working then, but she said it was busy season at the placement office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked for an hour about how prepared I am to serve and several other issues like coping with stress, Kristofer, communication with people back home, and timelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she'd call me back this week, so this definitely means my application is in motion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-1274969551829867785?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/1274969551829867785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/1274969551829867785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-closer.html' title='A little closer'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-3630856708320386123</id><published>2007-06-17T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T10:14:32.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Placement officer</title><content type='html'>I contacted the Placement Office yesterday (1-800-424-8580 opt. 1, opt. 2, opt. 1, ext. 1850) and they gave me a teensy bit more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them I felt very much in the dark about the status of my application, which is true. It's been 22 weeks since I was medically cleared and there have been no developments since then. I told them that my original nomination was to a place I can't go any longer and that I wanted to know what my new nomination was. That in the very least I'd like a vague timeline of future events so that I'm not sitting on my ass until October or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman who answered the phone was really nice. She told me she didn't have a lot of information about the things I wanted to know, like a list of countries I'm eligible to serve in, but she was able to tell me my PO's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Thompson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All PC employees in DC have the same email format: first name initial then last name @peacecorps.gov. So I sent an email to JThompson[at]peacecorps.gov hoping it was her. I haven't heard anything back. That was on Friday so maybe I'll hear from her next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-3630856708320386123?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3630856708320386123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3630856708320386123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/06/placement-officer.html' title='Placement officer'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-8290012857259398896</id><published>2007-06-06T08:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:22:00.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingers crossed</title><content type='html'>The invites for people departing in July finish this week. The invites for August and September have already started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-8290012857259398896?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8290012857259398896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8290012857259398896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/06/fingers-crossed.html' title='Fingers crossed'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-4286373968789894614</id><published>2007-05-08T08:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:22:46.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomination information</title><content type='html'>I contacted someone in the Placement Office yesterday, asking about my nomination. When I got my nomination, it was supposed to tell me three things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The job that I'll be doing there&lt;br /&gt;2) Approximate date of departure (usually a month)&lt;br /&gt;3) Area of service (general geographic area)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mine only told me the job that I'll be doing -- secondary science education. So when I emailed the guy yesterday, I wanted to know if he knew anything more about my nomination,&lt;br /&gt;specifically about the date of departure. I wanted to know because if the interim between graduation this month and then my departure turns out to be like 5 months, then I would want to know since that means I'd get a temporary job or find some daily volunteer service to get involved with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he did have the full information about my initial nomination. I was nominated by my recruiter Michelle (Zambia 04-06) to serve in Sub-Saharan Africa from September 2007-November 2009. But as we know this can no longer be a reality because of my &lt;a href="http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/01/g6pd-deficiency.html"&gt;condition&lt;/a&gt;. It's just nice to know now. I have no idea why they didn't tell me before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-4286373968789894614?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/4286373968789894614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/4286373968789894614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-contacted-someone-in-placement-office.html' title='Nomination information'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-7969043592482993048</id><published>2007-04-08T10:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:45:12.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More waiting</title><content type='html'>I've probably already told everyone that reads this, but I was offered to leave in June 2007 if I wanted to. An email was sent to all nominees who had been 100% cleared (medical, dental, legal) asking if they wanted to take a teaching position that leaves in June. It feels like they were scrambling for PCVs. I guess it's what you can expect when most of your organization is run by previous volunteers. Needless to say, I didn't accept any of that. My earliest departure date is August 1st of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also add that I've been checking the PC Yahoo! group regularly for people's "I was invited to Togo!" and "I'm leaving for Moldova in May!" messages, and from what I can tell, people have been receiving their invites ~2 months before departure, meaning I could expect mine sometime in June at the very earliest. But who knows, it could be earlier than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-7969043592482993048?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/7969043592482993048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/7969043592482993048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-waiting.html' title='More waiting'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-3738432744383532263</id><published>2007-03-29T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:25:45.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I wanted to join the Peace Corps, Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;This post had become really ponderous, so I decided that I would just make it a running series of posts where I tease out the many reasons why I decided to do something like join the Peace Corps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard of the Peace Corps my freshman year of college when I was at a hunger banquet being put on by H2O. There were some informational brochures and stuff on a table near the exit and Liane and I perused them. Our response to Peace Corps service initially was a resolute hell no. Fast forward to two years later and I am in the process of applying and so is she, along with her fiancé (they have currently dropped out of the application process for their own reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What prompted this decision for me was a number of things. Not the least of these was the question "what am I gonna do after college?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time, I wasn't as interested in linguistics as I am now, so post-graduate studies wasn't an option since I didn't want to go to law school or medical school or anything like that. I honestly didn't know what I wanted to do with my life, and to a degree I still don't. What I think sounds good at the moment is grad school for linguistics, but I'll sit on that idea for two years and then see if I still want to do it when I come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reasoned that, if anything, Peace Corps buys you time during the transition from college to "real life". It seemed like a great way to obtain some valuable skills and also, you know, see the world. It didn't seem like a sacrifice to me, but more of a, "You mean the government is going to pay me to live and work overseas? And then pay me more at the end? And everyone who has done this says it was the most life-enriching thing they've ever done?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These reasons ("Buys time", "Is fulfilling") are close to the front in terms of most important reasons. The obvious one, "Want to help the world", might be first. More on that later, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-3738432744383532263?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3738432744383532263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3738432744383532263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-i-wanted-to-join-peace-corps-part-i.html' title='Why I wanted to join the Peace Corps, Part I'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-3889056059269394434</id><published>2007-03-29T16:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T17:11:27.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First contact with PC since January 10th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Steven Jacobson from the Placement Office contacted me today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Dear Elliott, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I hope this email finds you well!  I'm writing to you from the Peace Corps Placement Office in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Washington, DC.  We are busy reviewing and evaluating your Peace Corps application to be sure that everything looks good for you to be approved for service.  I reviewed your file this morning and I identified one item that needed follow-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he went on to say how he needed my transcript once I graduated and that certain things needed to be on it. He also asked if my earliest departure date had changed. I responded that I could leave as early as August 1st, 2007. My plans for this summer are to spend a month (June) with my family and friends in Texas and then one month (July) with Kristofer, and then I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm anticipating not leaving on exactly August 1st, so my stay in San Jose will likely be more than one month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm just very excited that they contacted me. Apparently they don't contact you unless there's something wrong with your file, so I guess it was good that I was incommunicado for so long. I'm just naturally very anxious about getting more and more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Jacobson, as he told me in a reply email, is not my PO, but my real PO (a "she") will contact me in the next few weeks. I don't think this will be an invitation, but probably just a "Hey, I'm your placement officer congratulations on getting into the Peace Corps ... so I see you're from Texas... " and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get my invitation at least by early June, because I want to start planning my going-away party. It's going to be fun, for me at least, because hopefully everyone from my past will show up. FYI, it will be in Austin in the apartment of Andy, Jessica, and Kara/Lauren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-3889056059269394434?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3889056059269394434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3889056059269394434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-contact-with-pc-since-january.html' title='First contact with PC since January 10th'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-3869666666382145525</id><published>2007-03-05T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:34:22.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>I'll be able to catch up on the dozens of albums I slept on when in the PC, I just realized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-3869666666382145525?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3869666666382145525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/3869666666382145525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/03/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-6791441761733958576</id><published>2007-02-23T18:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:13:18.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Michelle</title><content type='html'>I had my interview with the recruiter on September 11, 2006 at 10:30am. Her name was Michelle Lalonde and we had corresponded briefly by email beforehand. Apparently, the previous PC recruiter for the UT/Austin area had left, and Michelle was just getting settled in. She had only recently returned from Zambia and I was to be her first interviewee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into the room where she was interviewing and she was wearing this heavy-looking shawl. Her explanation for the shawl was that she was used to such high heats in Zambia that being in central Texas' summer felt positively chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started off the interview with a funny story about how she thought I was another Elliott H, one who had served in Zambia with her. She said that when I first emailed her she thought it was the other Elliott and that he was emailing her to apologize for not showing up to her going away party. Small world huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview itself was what I expected: around two hours long with lots of personal questions about how I feel about living alone/being far away/being depressed/adapting to various situations. I think I prepared well, since there were good guides online about how the interviews go. I remember I had a problem with questions like, "Tell about a time where you were able to transfer knowledge to someone different from yourself" and "What have you learned about yourself working in an unstructured environment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerning the two essays I wrote, Michelle was concerned that I used the word "hobo" to refer to an indigent person. I didn't give any thought to the fact that they might not want to be called "hobos". Oops. I told her that I didn't really think about it and that there was no malicious intent int he usage. She was worried that, when I returned from my service, I would talk about the HCNs disparagingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before the whole interview I had a glass of wine so that I would be able to talk without getting the jitters and feel looser. I also wore glasses because I thought that would make me look like I was taking it seriously.  Not sure if it worked, but apparently I did something right since I was accepted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-6791441761733958576?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/6791441761733958576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/6791441761733958576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/02/interview-with-michelle.html' title='Interview with Michelle'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-8764652244078404194</id><published>2007-02-10T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:04:44.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A riposte I hope to use one day</title><content type='html'>What I tell people about PC is that as long as you're healthy, sane, and have a college degree, you can get accepted. The application process is pretty difficult in terms of amount of time required and number of things you have to do, but it's not like some great task requiring demonstrations of strength and cunning. That said, there are genuinely good reasons for people to be denied: They are clearly intolerant of other cultures, they are running away from the law, they have severe mental issues, they worked for the CIA, and so on. But most applicants who end up not making it to staging drop out of the application process by their own volition, not because they were denied by the recruiter or medical office. People have their own reasons -- you're getting married, you have dependents, you have a great job offer, whatever. Someone even said that they couldn't go because they had an old cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear from RCPVs that when people find out they were in the Peace Corps, a response they get quite often is "Oh, really! I was going to join the Peace Corps!" or "I wanted to do that!" I've heard that when they get these kinds of responses, how hard it is to resist replying, "But you didn't, did you?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-8764652244078404194?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8764652244078404194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8764652244078404194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/02/riposte-i-hope-to-use-one-day.html' title='A riposte I hope to use one day'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-8004786249118143037</id><published>2007-01-28T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T10:56:37.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the invitation</title><content type='html'>I added my timeline over there on the sidebar for reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm just waiting for the invitation. Headquarters has notified me that I will be serving in a non-malarial country, meaning I will be going to Eastern Europe/Central Asia most likely. I'm also eligible to serve in a handful of Pacific Islands and Morocco as well. This also means that my assignment (Secondary Science Education) might change, since my assignment was made before they knew I was G6PD deficient. If it does change, I won't mind. I wasn't terribly attached to that assignment, and I wanted to do TEFL in the first place, since that could ostensibly help me work toward a degree in applied linguistics, if I end up doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my invitation arrive? Well, like everything else with PC, it depends. If you are black,  for example, then PC will try to put you in a group where there is another black person, so that you're not the only black guy in Kyrgyzstan. Same thing goes if you're gay, older, serving as a married couple, and so on. That's one thing that can complicate placement. Additionally, if you have a medical condition like I do, then your prospective countries are whittled down even more. Your placement officer has to juggle all these things before sending you away for 27 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check the Yahoo! PC group, and people post their own timelines there. From what I gather, people get their invites roughly 3-6 months before departure date, which for me is around Sept./Aug. 2007. So, with any luck, I will be hearing from them as soon as March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-8004786249118143037?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8004786249118143037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8004786249118143037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/01/waiting-for-invitation.html' title='Waiting for the invitation'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-8176441941479095197</id><published>2007-01-28T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T10:54:29.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>G6PD deficiency</title><content type='html'>The medical screening process is the one where most applicants have problems. On the various PC online communities, without a doubt the #1 type of question from applicants is medical in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do they have tampons in Bolivia?"&lt;br /&gt;"What if I was clinically depressed for three years?"&lt;br /&gt;"Will the PC office care if I am fairly obese?"&lt;br /&gt;"I got asthma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think I would have a single problem with medical screening. I am a fit young man, with no history of mental problems nor any medications I have to take regularly. So it was a surprise when lab reports came back saying that I was deficient in G6PD. It might've been a lab mistake, I thought, because sometimes the blood is sensitive to being left out past a few days and not being tested. So I got retested and that confirmed that there was no mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G6PD is glucose-6-phosphate-dehydrogenase, which is an enzyme. It converts glucose-6-phosphate into &lt;i&gt;6-phosphoglucono-δ-lactone&lt;/i&gt; and is the rate-limiting enzyme of the pentose phosphate pathway. I had to learn about this shit in microbiology and I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, if you are deficient in G6PD, then you can't eat fava beans (which is why it is known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;favism&lt;/span&gt;) and can't take the antimalarial primaquine. If you do [eat fava beans or take primaquine], you can go into hemolytic shock and maybe die. It is said to be the most common and thus most studied enzyme deficiency in the world, and it confers some type of resistance to malaria. More info &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glucose-6-phosphate_dehydrogenase_deficiency"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This condition disqualified me from serving in any malarial countries. No Latin or Central America, no Southeastern Asia, and definitely no Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-8176441941479095197?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8176441941479095197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/8176441941479095197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/01/g6pd-deficiency.html' title='G6PD deficiency'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-2926723240967841671</id><published>2007-01-21T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:10:39.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PC terms</title><content type='html'>There is a lot of jargon used when talking about the Peace Corps. Here is a fairly comprehensive list explaining them. A link is placed in the sidebar for future use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul id="glossary"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;APCD&lt;/span&gt;: Associate Peace Corps Director; a host-country national in charge of that region's program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt;: Country Director; the one in charge of the volunteers in that country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COS&lt;/span&gt;: Close of Service; the end of a volunteer's service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Country Desk&lt;/span&gt;: the department representing regional countries, at Peace Corps headquarters in Washington D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ET&lt;/span&gt;: Early Termination; leaving, for whatever reason, before close of service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homestay&lt;/span&gt;: part of training where the volunteer lives with a member of the community (the owners of the house are often referred to in kinship terms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HCN&lt;/span&gt;: Host Country National; person from the host country (it's slightly disparaging to call them "natives")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Host Country&lt;/span&gt;: the country where the volunteer is serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invitation&lt;/span&gt;: a formal summons to serve in a specific job/country after receiving medical/legal clearance, which marks the beginning of one's official Trainee status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IOS&lt;/span&gt;: Interruption of Service; when local political or environmental conditions require the entire program to be pulled from an area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IST&lt;/span&gt;: In-Service Training; a secondary training event that happens mid-service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LCF&lt;/span&gt;: Language and Cross-Cultural Facilitator; trainers responsible for language and culture sections during pre-service training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Medevac&lt;/span&gt;: Medically Evacuate; to return a volunteer to the United States for medical treatment, usually because they have an injury/illness that is untreatable in-country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Medical Separation&lt;/span&gt;: when a volunteer cannot complete service due to a medical problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nomination&lt;/span&gt;: a proposed invite to a very general region and job area made during the early application process, pending medical/legal clearance -- highly subject to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMS&lt;/span&gt;: Office of Medical Services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PC&lt;/span&gt;: Peace Corps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PCMO&lt;/span&gt;: Peace Corps Medical Officer; the nurse or doctor in charge of all that country's volunteers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PCT&lt;/span&gt;: Peace Corps Trainee; volunteer's title during training and before becoming an official volunteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PCV&lt;/span&gt;: Peace Corps Volunteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PO&lt;/span&gt;: Placement Officer; person in charge of officially placing each volunteer in an assignment worldwide; based in headquarters in D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PST&lt;/span&gt;: Pre-Service Training; the training program, usually 3 months long, that teaches volunteers language, cross-cultural sensitivity, and job skills before they begin their official service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recruiter&lt;/span&gt;: locally-based representative in charge of providing information on Peace Corps to potential applicants and screening applicants during the initial stages -- the "voice" of the PC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RPCV&lt;/span&gt;: Returned Peace Corps Volunteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Site&lt;/span&gt;: the location where the volunteer lives and works for 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Staging&lt;/span&gt;: the first day of training, held in the U.S., before flying out to the host country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swearing-In&lt;/span&gt;: the ceremony that accompanies transition from Peace Corps Trainee to Peace Corps Volunteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VAD&lt;/span&gt;: Volunteer Assignment Description; the lengthy document given to applicants describing an assignment in detail, part of the official invitation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-2926723240967841671?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/2926723240967841671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/2926723240967841671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/01/pc-terms.html' title='PC terms'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8244223611332505672.post-2077352124145676507</id><published>2007-01-20T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T21:36:47.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>I will be updating soon with what has transpired so far in my PC journey. Hopefully at some point I will be able to come up with a better word than "journey" to describe what I'll be going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can also see this blog serving an interesting linguistic function. As I learn Ukranian or Mongolian or whatever and gradually become fluent in it, assuredly my English-speaking faculties will deteriorate and become evident in my writing. It'll be interesting to see what sort of things go and get replaced, and what sort of things are hard to retain and/or regain. I'm aware of syntax blending in multilingual people, so I can look forward to that for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8244223611332505672-2077352124145676507?l=pcvelliott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/2077352124145676507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8244223611332505672/posts/default/2077352124145676507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pcvelliott.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-motherlovelies.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Elliott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01151284296409403003</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
