Davinia Cogan

Over the past few years Davinia has hopped around the globe, living in Sydney, Paris, Kampala and London. Following four years of working in Investment Management in Australia, Davinia decided to put her finance skills to better use and moved to Uganda to start a social enterprise and farmer training program. She is particularly passionate about specialty coffee and worked closely with USAID in Rwanda to assess the economic impact of access to microfinance, training and coffee processing equipment in small coffee growing communities. Davinia has always been destined for an international career, having studied International Business and Finance as an undergraduate and completing an MA in International Relations at the University of Sydney. She also studied French language and culture at La Sorbonne, Paris and has travelled extensively throughout Asia, Africa, the Middle East, Europe and the USA. Davinia recently completed an Internship at the Social Stock Exchange in London.

Fellows Blog Posts by Davinia Cogan

May 1, 2013 TJ Tajikistan

Tajik samosas filled with wild greens
Ask most people where the samosa originated and they will probably mention India. But in fact, these little pastry treats took off in Central Asia and spread to India via the Silk Road. Now samosas can be found in various incarnations, everywhere from Afghanistan to Egypt. In Afghanistan, the savory meat parcel is sprinkled with pistachio and sugar. They’re eaten with pounded dates, chili and shredded ginger in Zanzibar. In Tajikistan, they are... Continue Reading >>


Feb 20, 2013 TJ Tajikistan

What? Where? Tajikistan is the poorest of the former Soviet states. It shares borders with Afghanistan, China, Kyrgyzstan and Uzbekistan.
Let’s just say that my first 24 hours in Tajikistan were nothing short of a nightmare. After navigating my way through an airport that would have to take out first prize as the worst in the world, I was in for an initiation like no other. I was caught in a car blockade, amidst a drug bust, and surrounded by black leather clad men clutching AK47s. My visa registration ended in... Continue Reading >>