David Berger

Author: David Berger

  • Visiting Home – the first three days

    It’d been one heck of a flight, 38 hours of travel across nine time zones. I’d flown from Lusaka, to Johannesburg, connected to a Delta flight and made the 16 and a half hour trek across the Atlantic ocean to Atlanta, boarded another connection and popped over to Denver, and then I was on my…

  • First night home

    It’s a beautiful, enchanting evening in our back yard. I’m home for the first time in two and a half years. It’s been an amazing journey, an adventure that I’ll never forget. Two years, millions of memories, and overwhelming series of moments etched in time. Here I sit, nestled into a big yard chair as…

  • Ringing Out – My last week as a PCV

    In my last post I talked a little bit about how I had arranged my packing during my last week, and how I had used it to reinforce my commitment to returning to Zambia. I also spoke a little bit about the sequence of events that occurred that week. I ended up with my heading…

  • Packing up – planning for the year ahead

    Training had come to a close, I’d begun the training program to become a Peace Corps Volunteer Leader, and I was busy readying myself internally for the next adventure. Sitting on the lower corner of my bed, I straightened and focused on my breathing. In the small, cluttered room of my lodge, I was surrounded…

  • Training, PCV Technical Trainer

    I arrived back at the Chongwe training site on the 13th of July 2013. It was a quiet Friday, and I had my gear tucked into the back of a Peace Corps Landcruiser. I was ready for a little bit of an adventure, excited to meet the new trainees, and couldn’t wait to settle in…

  • CoS Conference: Saying Goodbye

    It’s been a little while since I was able to write in an update, and a lot has happened in between, but let me start off today by jumping back to early July – July 8th through the 13th in fact. I left off having just arrived in Lusaka, lost in the shining mirrored glass…

  • On the way south, down to Lusaka

    we were on the road again, the day had slipped by and it was already 14:00. We were dreading the ride, but we loaded up our gear and headed over to the bus station. There were three of us, and we were ready for our adventure. The 15:00 bus pulled in around 16:30, and we…

  • Headed to Samfya for the Fourth of July!

    Good morning all, In my last post I talked about visiting my neighbor, and about the hard news that I received before I headed over to Samfya for the Fourth of July. I talked about how difficult it was to receive that news, and I mentioned the feelings of helplessness and hurt that surround us…

  • Visiting Stephanie and meeting new friends

    Good Morning! I’m continuing to post and trying to catch up, and on that note here’s the next update! I’d left my site the day before, and after settling my dad’s big Osprey backpack into a corner of the provincial house, and my little orange Quechua pack sitting on a bunk in the dorm rooms,…

  • Leaving my village for the last time

    I left you in my last blog, sitting on my stoop, enjoying a dinner of pasta and staring up at the familiar and yet startling different night sky of the southern hemisphere. I was in a period of transition, engrossed in the beauty, peace, and sense of irreplaceable place that I’d developed in Chisunka. My…