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Let’s talk about getting lost. I get lost often. This applies in the traditional sense of the word: I am not spatially gifted, I don’t know how to navigate, and I can usually only pretend that looking at a map is helpful (this is getting better). I take roundabout, back-road ways wherever I go and it usually takes me twice as long to get there as it would if I just took a highway. In the non-traditional sense of the word I get lost in that I get swept up in my own curiosity, lost in people, cultures, places, and subjects I want to learn about.

Also, I am lost often. Any other twenty-somethings out there know the feeling? It’s that whole ‘lost on life’s path’ thing we’re always talking about. In the last few years there are lots and lots of non-physical places in life that I’ve been lost: in love, in the kitchen, in money-handling, career-building,-relationship-building. The list goes on.

So, this blog started out as a documentation of where I’ve been physically ‘lost’ in life. In other words, it began as a way to share my adventures in Colorado and elsewhere. It then expanded to include stories of my kitchen adventures as I navigate the process of learning to cook and feed the body well so I can continue to fuel my adventures. Then the blog grew once again. I started sharing Tuesday Talk posts each Tuesday, and these cover any topic that isn’t officially included in this blog, but strikes my wandering mind as interesting or worth thinking about. Most recently, you’ll find lots of stories about our current service in Peace Corps Mozambique, our experiences, smiles, and struggles along the way.

With all of this, I hope that this blog portrays not only my many interests, but my desire to lead a curious and balanced life; life is quite scattered usually, as is this blog :).

Whether you’re looking for stories about Peace Corps life, coming along with me as I discover East Africa and Ecuador, exploring Colorado’s mountains with me, taking a break to contemplate life’s little everyday mysteries , or following a recipe I’ve written up, I hope you’ll enjoying wandering with me as you explore the pages of this blog.

Wherever I go, it seems, I am happily lost in one way or another!

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But who is this girl who’s always a little lost?

I am a 28-year-old Colorado native living in Mapinhane, Inhambane, Mozambique. Before this I lived way up in the mountains, in the Icebox of the Nation, Fraser, Colorado, where life was just the opposite of what it is now: cold, snowy, English-speaking, and bacon-full. Among other things.

I currently work as a Peace Corps Volunteer in the education sector. My hats include 8th grade English teacher, primary school library facilitator, Adult English Club co-facilitator, and many more yet to be discovered. In the past, I have worked as an elementary school librarian, Special Education paraprofessional, preschool co-teacher, and restaurant waitress. In the interest of putting my journalism degree to good work, I self-published my first book, In the Place of Many Zebras: Stories from Kenya on Culture, Courage, and Change. in 2014. I have 2 sisters, 4 brothers-in-law, 7 nieces and nephews, a large and wonderful family and family-in-law, and many neighborhood cats. I have too many pairs of skis in my garage [revision: in my mother-in-law’s basement] and just the right number of books on my bookshelf  [revision: on my beloved hard drive].

Me on the foggy summit of Long's Peak

From Colorado’s mountains…

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…to Mozambique’s ‘mar’.

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I married this handsome guy on October 5, 2013.

His name is Alex and you will find him all around this blog. He’s been my best friend, best advice-giver, adventure companion, and general partner in crime for the past 11 years. It’s been quite the journey together!

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“Just Married”

Happy wandering to you.

I hope you’ll get lost soon 🙂

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8 responses »

  1. I have always loved you and your spirit for adventure. Little did I think the first time I held you that no grass would ever grow under your then tiny tiny feet.
    Like Hiedi I am looking forward to reading your book.

    Love Always Grandma Darl

  2. Hey what a coincidence – I passed through Madibira several years ago, on a business visit from Canada, trying to convince the co-operative to make power from the rice hulls at the mill..
    time had indeed slowed down there… but a lovely place..
    is the rice mill there still working (operational), do you know?

    • Nice to hear from you! I don’t know about a rice mill, but we did visit the rice scheme and it still employs a lot of the community and exports “the best rice in Tanzania.” Funny to find someone else who has been there. What kind of work do you do?

      • I am an engineer. I have developed a system which uses agricultural wastes (like rice husks from the mill) to make power: this displaces diesel, and beneficial for environment. I was trying to break through there, and ended up at the Madibira complex.They have an excellent German mill, hardly used, tragic that they are still having problems to raise money to retrofit the power for the mill.
        I found so much water there, when I went there the river was raging through. So much potential!
        I was accomodated at the church for the one night I spent there.
        how long were you there for?

      • Oh interesting stuff! My best friend is in the Peace Corps there so I was visiting her there for about a week and a half.

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