bewitched, bothered, and bewildered
December 13, 2010 § 4 Comments
I wish I was being romantic with that title. Unfortunately, this time it has to do with the situation at my current residence. Each time I come back to the house I approach slowly, like someone who has come from so far I forget I ever wanted to arrive.
Tomorrow I’m apartment hunting in Kenitra. I will try to get back in the early afternoon to inquire to the details of my host “mother”‘s most recent drama: a request for a copy of my passport. I am extremely hesitant to concede to this poorly-explained need without going to inquire of the details myself. Wednesday I will meet with the owner of the large apartment and haggle for rent.
Oh ya, met with my internship director today. She likes my proposal but we didn’t discuss it much. Instead, I had my first Master’s course on Gender Studies where my internship director had me give an impromptu introduction of myself and my background and then I did an in-class essay with the other students. It sounds like it’ll be a reading-intensive course but I’m very interested in the topics we will cover (gender and economics; gender and international relations; gender and war and peace; gender and space).
My apologies for what was probably an incoherent post, I don’t feel like being elaborate today.