<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972188559202337540</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:49:55.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Zambia</title><subtitle type='html'>*DISCLAIMER* The contents of this website are mine personally and do not reflect any position of the U.S. government or the Peace Corps.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5972188559202337540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AnnMarie Goss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867542019387566242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972188559202337540.post-1841605386941880280</id><published>2009-02-15T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:50:06.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before the night before</title><content type='html'>The time has come for me to ship out to Zambia. There were many times that I thought that this day would never get here. Now that it is right around the corner, I am so nervous/afraid that I wish I had a few more days. I know that this is going to be a great experience, but I cannot help thinking about how scared I am. Part of me wants to stay here at home where I know the language, have a routine, friends, a life. It is comfortable here. The other part of me cannot contain how excited I am for this adventure! God only knows what it will be like over there. What it is that I will get to see, do, experience. It is a time for change and here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972188559202337540-1841605386941880280?l=annmariegoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/feeds/1841605386941880280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/2009/02/night-before-night-before.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5972188559202337540/posts/default/1841605386941880280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5972188559202337540/posts/default/1841605386941880280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/2009/02/night-before-night-before.html' title='The night before the night before'/><author><name>AnnMarie Goss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867542019387566242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972188559202337540.post-8920625948533752711</id><published>2009-01-27T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T08:59:50.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three weeks from today!</title><content type='html'>The last weeks are finally here. Only three weeks left until I leave. I have to say that I am growing more nervous with each passing day. I know nothing will stop me from getting on that plane, but that is not stopping my nerves from going into overdrive. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have I been doing with my time? Right now I have been making my way across the state to say goodbye to as many people as I can. It is a bitter sweet moment. I have never felt so loved from all my friends and family, but it is difficult knowing that this is the last time I will see most of them for the next 27 months. It is amazing that even with all the support I have, it is still so hard saying goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have begun the nightmares where I have forgotten my paperwork, or missed my plane, etc. I think my dreams are telling me that I need to get a move on with packing. No matter how organized I have tried to be, it will still most likely end up with me running around like a chicken with its head cut off. It is going to be a crazy few weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972188559202337540-8920625948533752711?l=annmariegoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/feeds/8920625948533752711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-weeks-from-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5972188559202337540/posts/default/8920625948533752711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5972188559202337540/posts/default/8920625948533752711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-weeks-from-today.html' title='Three weeks from today!'/><author><name>AnnMarie Goss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867542019387566242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5972188559202337540.post-1554942909119555375</id><published>2009-01-16T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:59:23.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staging materials</title><content type='html'>Today I received my staging (orientation) materials for the Peace Corps. I was quite surprised since I was expecting it to arrive in the mail not through email. None the less, I am excited and nervous about my future adventure to Zambia. With the arrival of my staging materials and already booking my flight to D.C. for staging, reality is setting in. I still have to pack and continue to shop for more items that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My departure is still a month away, but there is still plenty to do. The main thing is packing. We can only have two checked bags and have an 80 lbs limit total. I had two cars full just for college and I was only 6 hours away from home. The fun/challenging part of packing is trying to rationalize to myself the stuff I want to bring, but isn't necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I need to buy:&lt;br /&gt;Good rain coat&lt;br /&gt;Rain boots&lt;br /&gt;2 yr supply of cotton underwear and socks&lt;br /&gt;Skirts/shorts&lt;br /&gt;Swiss army knife&lt;br /&gt;Solar powered charger for camera, ipod, and computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn’t seem like much, but it feels like a lot. I know there are a few other things that I will pick up along the way that might not be mentioned in my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all for now! Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5972188559202337540-1554942909119555375?l=annmariegoss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/feeds/1554942909119555375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/2009/01/staging-materials.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5972188559202337540/posts/default/1554942909119555375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5972188559202337540/posts/default/1554942909119555375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annmariegoss.blogspot.com/2009/01/staging-materials.html' title='Staging materials'/><author><name>AnnMarie Goss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867542019387566242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
