In the Classroom
I eventually make my way to my classroom where I teach my lessons. In the breaks between classes or before classes, some students I don’t teach like to tr...
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Walking to School
Georgians, from what I gather, rarely walk anywhere. Why walk, when for 40 tetris (25 cents), you could just take a marshrutka? When I first arrived in Kutaisi,...
Checklist for the Nomadic Existence
I am in my mid twenties, and go in and out of being comfortable that I’m nowhere near being a proper adult, and that I don’t see myself arriving at ...
Sad Kutaisi “Host Family”
Dormitory director, his assistant, Pakistani host brother and myself all make up our own little “host family,” not too unlike the host families the other volunt...
First Day
The vocational school turns out to be quite a bit different than what I had expected it to be. It isn’t really part of the public school system; it’...
Breakfast
8:10am, the phone rings. Hello Steven, this is the director. (I won’t name names or institutions I’m working with) I will be there in fifteen minute...
The Uncertainty Principle
The Coen brothers really like using the Uncertainty Principle in their films. I completely lack the kind of mind to grasp the actual physics of it, but the way ...
Curveballs
During the week of the orientation in Tbilisi, I was given information about Georgian culture which would help me in my host family situation. I was prepared fo...
The Seatbelt Beeping Alert
My car often forgets that I exist. Every minute or so, usually. I am reminded exactly when my existence ceases to register with the ’93 Mazda 323 by a bri...