Back in Boston! I am taking a course called Humanitarian Studies in the Field which is at Harvard School of Public Health. It's a consortium class with Brigham and Women's Hospital, Tufts, and Harvard. Day one went great considering it was a very early morning and a typical fast-paced overwhelming first day of class. I had one of those "pinch me moments" when I was listening to a lecture and just thought, oh my God, I am HERE! Since I was a kid I have imagined myself as a humanitarian worker. People have asked me where I got this idea, especially since I am from NE and it's not in my family, and I really can't trace back my inspiration to a particular moment. I have always felt a bit different and funny though when people would say that they'd want to be a cop, vet, or whatever, and I say humanitarian work. It is a vague term for a new and constantly evolving career field. Yesterday it was somewhat relieving to sit in a classroom filled with people grappling with the same set of uncertainties and questions. Not everyone in the class will decide to continue in a career in humanitarian work, and perhaps I will decide it isn't for me either, but time will tell.
After a day of class and hurriedly getting laundry done and groceries replenished, the Fletcher students in the class met up at local dive bar Sligo's to relax. It was a good time. After two mornings of waking up before 5AM though I hit the wall hard. Slept in till 1 today :) Oops. Time for reading and getting my New Years resolution underway (getting back into that swimming pool!)
Emily, Althea, Andy, Eddie and Annika
Lizzy and Althea fall victim to an Emily sandwhich
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