Fay CowperRamadan in a World without TouchRamadan is a time of introspection, community & compassion. Under normal circumstances, the Kingdom of Morocco would be bustling during…Apr 28, 20201Apr 28, 20201
Fay CowperAccessThe more keys you have, the more doors you can open. In my town, being a female means you can eat couscous with the women on Fridays…Nov 17, 2018Nov 17, 2018
Fay CowperThe Power of CreditWhen I was 18, my mother walked me into our local banking branch and helped me open my first credit card with a limit of $500. Talk about…Nov 12, 2018Nov 12, 2018
Fay CowperPrincess Peach: Lap 2/2Sometimes Peace Corps service feels like a game of Mario Kart played by my thirteen-year-old self, high on blue Mountain Dew. Some days…Nov 7, 2018Nov 7, 2018
Fay CowperWater“Water, water everywhere, and not a drop to spare.” It plays over and over in my head as I wait for the first drop of the evening. It’s…Oct 30, 2018Oct 30, 2018
Fay CowperIt’s not hotLately, every day feels like it’s been drenched in honey. One day sticks to the other. Then every day cascades into a gooey mess becoming…Oct 23, 2018Oct 23, 2018
Fay CowperLetting GoOn New Years Eve, we found ourselves in a beautiful home perched on a cliff. The coastline stretched for miles on the southern edge of…Jan 9, 2018Jan 9, 2018
Fay CowperArrivalIt was the third day of bus stops, train connections, and begging taxi’s to take our overweight baggage. Our group had left Meknes in a…Dec 17, 2017Dec 17, 2017
Fay CowperHome AwaitsA group of 107 trainees sat on the edge of their seats, while staff members began presentations mimicking travel agency sales pitches. The…Nov 17, 2017Nov 17, 2017
Fay CowperSpaghetti & MeatballsRecently, our training class discussed resiliency in service and shared some practices of self-care. Immediately, I was struck with a…Nov 7, 2017Nov 7, 2017