When Things Aren’t Wonderful…

On our last day in Nassau, the Captain and I ventured in to town with a few copies of my resume` in hand and “dress shoes” in the backpack to change into from my customary flip flops.  We had seen a sign for the Pan American Health Organization’s (PAHO) office during one of our previous trips and I was determined to at least make contact with them as a jumping-into-the-employment-search platform.  You see, PAHO is the Central/South American/Caribbean arm of the World Health Organization (WHO) and I had become familiar with them during my time as a Peace Corps Volunteer; my supervisor – Dr. Dorothy Blake – was a fairly accomplished mover and shaker within PAHO and was helping negotiate better HIV drug prices with American pharmaceutical companies while I worked for her.