This past weekend, I made the ultimate 4th of July sacrifice: my skin.
Yup, that's right. I sacrificed my skin, the prospect of skin cancer, my only set of shoulders, for the good of America.
And why? Well, it was my duty (and my pleasure) to lead the "Dancing with Löki" station at Azerbaijan's first ever American style 4th of July bash. For 5 hours, PCVs from all over Az joined together to educate and entertain Az youth! We had a great time educating youth about America, describing the events of Independence Day and sharing fun cultural tidbits about the land of red, white and blue.
Unfortunately, we also had to brave the scorching sun and blood-thirsty skeeters.
My shoulders never hurt so good.