Halfway Right, Halfway Wrong
Salut, In high school, I often solicited music recommendations from friends, before I figured out I had alternative music taste which often ran a few years behind current pop trends. But when picking a title for this post, I thought of a song recommended by a high school friend called Halfway Right, Halfway Wrong , sung by the Preservation Hall Jazz Band. Preservation Hall is a famous jazz hall in New Orleans, which I got the chance to visit last year before coming to Kyrgyzstan. This blog post is full of music, as is the theme of being right and wrong. The first few weeks of school had been mostly uneventful . Just lots of changing and moving around. Home was popping with birthdays though. The last two weeks have been anything but uneventful. The last week of September, we flew into Bishkek for MST- Mid-Service Training. MST serves as a halfway point in our service (or a little more than half). To be honest , I wasn’t sure what it was supposed to be about. My host family as