FLYING BAGS OF POOP: I was exhausted from the day’s heat, and tired of conducting questionnaires. Even though my research was fascinating, I wanted to play with kids, and take a break from the gruel of my work. I had spent all day walking from one household to another in the village of Goumbi Kanno, conducting interviews with women to inquire about their hygiene and sanitation practices. I was feeling a little strange asking such personal questions to women I hardly knew. A break was in order. Read more…
