Sunday, October 20, 2013

The Future: GRE and Jobs

Just to keep everyone that was wondering updated, I have reached that point in my service where I'm beginning to view life after Peace Corps as a phase I'm rapidly approaching, not a distant fantasy. So, I've begun planning for the next steps. 

Since I took the GRE the first time back in 2007, and they expire after 5 years, I recently took it again at the embassy in Lilongwe. It was cool, because they don't have the computer system, so I got to take the old-school paper test. It's all the same questions, but I could write on the exam. I feel good about it, but the results take 6 weeks. 

Now, let the job search begin. I want to start my Ph.D. program in the Fall of 2015, so I have to find something to do with the 11 months of September 2014 through August 2015. I'm hoping to find a job working in Ecology research, preferable tropical and/or marine (which is what I eventually want to work in). If anyone knows of anything in particular, please email or somehow message me.

Liwonde Game Count

Liwonde National Park tries to keep track of the wildlife populations of its larger animals. To do this, they have an annual population study, and they use PCVs for the job.

Last year, I was unable to go since it was during our first three months at site, and only important, official travel is allowed in order to facilitate site integration. This year, however, I did get to go.

As second year volunteers, we were allowed to stay at Mvuu Lodge, a nice resort in the north of the park. Mvuu let us stay there for free, but we had to camp, cook for ourselves, and pay a small fee to use their swimming pool (yes, a legit swimming pool).

By far, for me, the coolest part was the fact we were doing science. Not just science, but a topic I had taught in Ecology at the university the previous week: species population estimates using transects. All done on foot, walking on trails that the public never get to use.

On the first day, we saw dik-diks, antelope, elephants, bushbuck, waterbuck, kudu, hartbeast, sable antelope, hippopotami, crocodiles, a Fish Eagle, warthogs, and a lot of smaller things. We also took down about 20 snares set by poachers, and we came across a freshly killed (still warm) warthog (well, half of a warthog) that we must've scared the poachers off of while they were dragging it out. We ended the transect on the Upper Shire River.

The second day was much quieter. Some dik-diks, bushbuck, waterbuck, warthogs, baboons, a Martial Eagle, and little things. We ended the transect with a wonderful view of Lake Malombe.

One of the coolest parts was on the morning of the first transect. My alarm was set for 4:00am, but I didn't need it. At 3:50am a lion let out a blood chilling roar that woke up half our camp (how the other people slept through it, I don't know, because it was loud). We never saw the lion, but he still made a big impression.

Thursday, October 03, 2013

Balaka

Once in a while you hear so much about a place that you go out of your way to eat there. Examples include the original Chipotle in Denver, In-and-Out Burger, Food Land in Mzuzu, and Union Coffee in Moshi. All of these examples were totally worth the time and effort to go there. Then you have places like Varsity in Atlanta, that are very famous but equally disappointing. Normally, I have a way of picking the best, lesser known places that are amazing.

Well, it turns out Balaka, specifically the famous Balaka's Best, is a Varsity. For 15 months now, I've heard about the Italians that make mozzarella cheese down in Balaka and how great the pizza is. On my trip to Liwonde, I made a point to stop in Balaka and try this pizza. The place all sources agreed to try was Balaka's Best. 

The restaurant looks nice as I enter. I asked for a menu, and was directed towards a chalkboard. The only pizza on there was "Slice mk1200." This is expensive, but maybe the slice is big. I ask. I'm pointed towards a bakery case where there are three square slices of mushroom pizza, sitting for who knows how long, but most likely not from today. 

All is not lost. New York displays their pizza in a similar way, and there is nothing wrong with a slice of Brooklyn-style pizza (although, even in NYC, factoring exchange rate, a slice is half as much and bigger). I order a slice, still optimistic. 

At this time, the last behind the counter puts a slice on a plate, and starts walking towards the kitchen. Promising. There is probably a pizza over back there; a place owned by Italians would have no less. Wrong. She stops and turns abruptly and sticks my slice in a microwave. Now granted, in my current life, microwaves are an exciting contraption, seven years of college have well taught me what microwaving does to pizza. 

I get my slice of pizza, an "Italian roll" (which has no butter or garlic in, on, or within 10m of it), and a mk800 glass of red box wine (the redeeming quality of this place, because the glass was better than 400mL), and sat down to enjoy the "best" pizza in Malawi. 

Think of those square slices of pizza from elementary school, but add 20 years of life experience and the knowledge that you, personally, could make a pizza that put this one to shame. 



All is not lost! They have cheesecake on the menu! There is dessert, and the always wise second "glass" (more like bottle the way this lady pours) of wine. 



Whoever invented lemon cheesecake, here's a shovel, start digging, but I should warn you, it's your body that will be forever resting in that grave. Acidic citrus should not be kept in the same fridge, let alone pie crust, as dairy. If you, a restaurant owner, do not realize that, we don't need you on our planet. 

I finally just bought a block of cheese to eat straight up and paid my bill (close to mk5000, which is probably the most expensive meal I've ever had in Malawi by double).



So, my official review of Balaka's Best (ratings are out of 5 *'s):
Service - *
Food - zero, nothing, nada, ziltch! (if I could give negatives, I would)
Atmosphere - **
Bar-tending - *****
Anyone that ever bragged about Balaka pizza - don't talk to me...ever
Take-away block of cheese - **** (it's unsalted, but it is still cheese and after two of those glasses of wine, I approve)

P.S. I should be fair. Balaka is beautiful, has a good ex-pat population, but not a lot of tourists. Overall, I'm still glad I stopped there. I've also been informed that Balaka's Best used to have fresh, personal sized pizzas made to order, but there pizza oven broke some time ago and still hasn't returned. Finally, the prices were apparently over doubled about a month ago for a slice (mk500 to mk1200).