By popular demand (a.k.a. my sister), I will post my musings as I attempt to work my way around the world. Having gone from Latin America eastward (chronologically, Colombia, Honduras, Paraguay, Mexico, Haiti, Morocco, Guatemala, Egypt, Madagascar, Democratic Republic of Congo, and soon to be in Burundi), I am amazed by how much things change and, at the same time, how many common threads of the human condition are present, no matter where I go. People used to ask me which was my favorite country, but I could never really say because it is the people with whom I interact that determine the "quality of life" in a given country.