A Liberian friend once said to me, “A war is being fought in this country, only without the sound of gunfire.” The things we take for granted—public transportation, a high school degree, the opportunity to work, a meal to expect on the table at the end of the day—these are distant dreams for so many. And the more I immersed myself into that environment, the harder it became to reconcile the two starkly different realities.
Belated greetings from Liberia, folks. It’s been six days since I touched down in Monrovia and there’s a lot to report on. This trip marks a lot of ‘firsts’ for […]
After a night of restful sleep, I got up bright and early to give myself enough time to explore the route to the office. I had been warned that road […]