My interest in both West Africa and in health care started during my trip to Ghana the summer before my senior year. The culture was unbelievably vibrant and welcoming, full of celebration and courage in the face of monumental hardships. We met families that had to walk five miles to the nearest hospital, as well as HIV/AIDS patients who couldn’t get their medications because they weren’t able to afford insurance, and who were ostracized by their employers and even their families when their HIV status was discovered. Such differences between the developing world and our own world of material comforts was completely stunning and new to me, and my brief seven week stay left me hungry for more time in the developing world. I formed a global perspective that was truly built on world experiences, one that would lead me to affect change in whatever community I end up in, be it a small village in Senegal, an Illinoisan college town, or a niche I have yet to discover.