It was the night before flying to Samoa for a two-year stint in the Peace Corps, and I was freaking out.
Freaking. Out.
I had started this ball rolling eight months earlier. I was a biology major in college, a senior, and wondering what I would do upon graduation. I wanted to travel, but didn’t have the money. I needed a job, but wanted to do something worthwhile. And all my likely career choices– teacher, vet, doctor, nurse– required more schooling, but I needed a break.
What job was available for a new graduate which was meaningful and worthwhile, yet included travel and adventure?