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My roommate took this video

From our front porch…

The returned Peace Corps volunteer who started the company that now manages my program to help lower infant mortality in La Esperanza, Honduras recently started a coffee company. 100% of the profits will go towards projects that are part of W.A.S.H., including my program. Volunteers in La Esperanza have been working to build a self-sustaining garden for the women staying at the albergue, but they are in need of some additional funding. So if you want some delicious organic coffee and to know that you are supporting both an ethical business model and projects for a non-profit organization, drink up.
Order some of the best fair trade organic coffee in the world.

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pregnant women helping water seedlings in the new garden

A first campfire

A couple of weekends ago, the intern gang and I headed out to the Olympic Peninsula for hiking and general adventure. One of my fellow interns grew up on the lower east side of Manhattan. As we sat around a fire on the beach preparing for s’mores and watching the stars come out, she said, “Guys, this is so cool, I have never done this before. None of my friends from back home have ever done it either.” I am sure that this intern had a number of experiences that would be completely new and foreign to me while I spent some time sitting around campfires growing up. But the statement made me realize how lucky I have been this summer to spend my time with this diverse group of people from around country, working to make the nation we live in just a little better place.
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PBR with lime

In the last 48 hours I have been called both “a pussy” and “such a girl.” I think that says something impressive about the people I have been hanging out with. I might have been shrieking the whole time from the cold, but I did get in and swim in the Puget Sound.

is Mount Ranier. Knowing this interesting bit of trivia ahead of time may have helped me be a bit more prepared (at least mentally) for our hike last weekend. As it was, I was shocked to walk off the shoveled paths around the visitors center into at least a foot of packed snow. Nevertheless, we prevailed and got about a quarter of the way up the trail to where we could be above the clouds and get a good look at the summit. Getting up was a bit tricky, but getting down was a blast. In several places on the trail down park rangers had packed the snow down with shovels to create shoots, and then marked the slides as the preferred root down. It made a fun decent.
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A buried trail sign. I am not sure exactly how tall it is suppose to be, but I’d imagine it is at least waist-high.
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Walking in the clouds through the snow
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First comes love…

Dan and I recently calculated that we have attended 7 weddings together. As a tribute to the most recently declared husband and wife, I thought I would share the 600 BEST PICTURES from all those weddings…
…Alright, it’s only 3.
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