Rest Now, Tata, Rest Now

Rest Now, Tata, Rest Now

July 27, 2014 On the ferry ride over to Robben Island, I rejoiced in the good weather. The boat climbed and summited the swells, launching us into each trough with a burst of exciting, frothy sea. I clamored to the edge, as close to the water – and its amatuer mosaic...
Walking in Marrakech

Walking in Marrakech

Walking in Marrakech   An afternoon coated with raw meat, curry, urine, leather, donkey shit. Multilingual chatter of the souk: so many bells and wagon wheels, motorcycles and metal welders and, in the thick of it all, the hiss of a cobra.   Henna designs spilling up...
En Route

En Route

Wednesday, November 13, 2013 Excerpted from the online blog I kept while working with the 2Seeds Network in Tanzania.   En Route It smells like gasoline, sweat, and ginger.  “Unaenda wapi?  Unaenda wapi?”  Where are you going?  Where are you going?  Twenty-some people...
Malaria and Dysentery

Malaria and Dysentery

Thursday, November 21, 2013 Excerpted from the online blog I kept while working with the 2Seeds Network in Tanzania. It crept up slow at first, stalked me – like any tropical menace worth its salt.  A tinge of a headache in the morning, an uneasy stomach on the bus to...