Falling in love. (with work that is).

Falling in love. (with work that is).

Tuesday, July 5, 2011. 6:18pm. 21 days (sorry Jazmine for having taken to so long to blog…) into my internship and I have fallen in love. And I may not return to campus for senior year. Oh wait, I guess I kind of need to complete my undergrad to be employable. But honestly someone might have to drag me away from my internship at the end of August. I was rather hesitant about this summer, as I have spent the past two summers on campus working in the Admissions office….

A German-American Camel’s Introduction to Munich.

A German-American Camel’s Introduction to Munich.

I am sitting on the curb of a corner restaurant, under an umbrella that boldly proclaims its allegiance to Paulaner, one of the six great beer-houses of Munich.  In front of me sits a .5 liter glass of Hefeweizen from the same brewery.  Its my first day in München (Munich), the capital of Bayern (Bavaria), and the third largest city in Germany.   The waiter arrives with my food, an extra plate „for the bones“, and a third, smaller plate piled high with mustard and grated parmesan cheese.  I look down at the food, I have ordered a Surhaxerl, which a rather…

On “Shaking our butts”

On “Shaking our butts”

Have you ever had a minute in your life that you didn’t think would end?  Maybe you were waiting for your Conn professor to finish up that last point of his lecture.  Or maybe you were a little kid sent to the principal’s office for putting gum in your desk-neighbors hair.  Or you could be standing in an increasingly flooding bathroom with three 5-year-old boys dancing around in water, refusing to return to their classroom.  I have been in all three of these situations, most recently the latter. I left…

Into the Field and Photos

Into the Field and Photos

This week at the shop we have been working on baked goods. During my time here, I have learned that Inzozi Nziza is a well-known shop not only throughout Butare, but also throughout all of Rwanda. As I have been meeting different people, they have been impressed that I’m working in Rwanda’s only ice cream shop and usually have compliments about times they have visited…the only complaint I receive on a regular basis (usually from Americans) is about the cookies. It’s not that they are bad, but they are more…

A juror’s duty-Part 1

A juror’s duty-Part 1

Baltimore   Today I watched a guilty man walk free. Five hours after closing statements 10 confident jurors descended from the deliberating room trailing the final 2 jurors, young men battered into consensus. Those 10 jurors offered up a charge of not-guilty to assault in the second degree as the remaining 2 watched on and said nothing. I sat as one of those 2 broken juror souls. Today my own principles  and patience were tried by a jury along side of an accused man. My patience broke, the defendant did…

Mocha Iced Coffee in Butare

Mocha Iced Coffee in Butare

Luckily the ice cream machine was fixed in time for our birthday celebration, and we had a really successful day! (see pictures here). Things have been very busy since then. Over the past week I have been an ice cream machine technician, a children’s activity director, an accountant, a cashier, a chef, a manager, a publicist, an English teacher, a coffee expert, a product developer, and taken on any other job that has come my way. It has been interesting to see what skills actually are handy. Last semester I…

Summer Zines

Summer Zines

Fellow Camels, I hope you’re having a good summer (or winter in the southern hemisphere). I’ve been in India, traveling for the most part. As I travel, I’ve been reading a few American magazines to keep in touch with the red, white and blue hues. For now I bring you Obit. More to follow, I promise. OBIT Obit, a cognate now appropriated by the magazine, recognizable in the short-form of ‘obituary’ is a remarkable attempt for our Happy Meal times. Obit claims to “examine life through the lens of death”….

Dance Spirit Magazine Internship – First 3 Weeks

Dance Spirit Magazine Internship – First 3 Weeks

Three weeks ago, I awoke at 5:30 am to start the first day of my internship at Dance Spirit Magazine in New York City. Why so early? Unfortunately, my internship only allows me to work three days a week, 7 hours a day, meaning I have to work for 14 weeks to fulfill the CELS requirement of 300 hours. Live in New York City for 14 weeks on $3000? Probably not going to happen…so I’m commuting from home in Delaware (yes, I am one of the four Conn students who…

Missing Ice Cream!

Missing Ice Cream!

So there has been a tragedy at Inzozi Nziza…the ice cream machine is broken. Yesterday we just turned it on and the ice cream would not freeze! The repairman lives in South Africa and may not be able to come until Saturday. This is a huge problem because our one-year anniversary celebration is on Saturday! We are probably going to cancel it if we don’t have ice cream, but we have already started advertising! The drumming group that has a special relationship with our shop were going to perform and…

Diapers and Disinfectant, Day One

Diapers and Disinfectant, Day One

The CELS funded internship provides many Conn students with the ability to travel to far away places, like Rome or Beijing or live it up in a big city, such as the ever-common New York, NY. However, there are at least a handful of us that take this opportunity to do little more than sit on the couches of our childhood homes. I am one of those people. Don’t get me wrong…I do have an internship. It’s just after 4 o’clock rolls around you’ll most likely find me in my…