The advances of technology over the past few years offer Peace Corps volunteers unprecedented connectivity in an arena that has historically been famously disconnected. I may live in a mud hut with no electricity or running water, but I can follow the play by play of a Mariners game in real time, send emails to friends in California, New York, and Singapore, and take a picture and upload it to my blog, all using a phone bought on Ebay for $50 and powered by solar panel, operating on a cellular service that I pay for in 20-cent increments.
This ain’t your dad’s Peace Corps. A fact which my father, who wrote sappy poetry in calligraphy to my mom while he served as a volunteer in Papua New Guinea in the early 80’s, is rather fond of pointing out to me every time the topic of phones, internet, solar panels, or mp3 players comes up.
Thanks for sending the smartphone, extra battery, and Bluetooth keyboards, Dad.