Not What I Expected…

If you had asked me what I expected before I flew into Cape Town, I would truthfully have said "I don't know." But arriving in blouse and hiking boots still imbued with the red dust of the Zambian bush, I was definitely not prepared for the cosmopolitan city that met me, closer in many ways…Read more Not What I Expected…

Goat Head Soup

It's been a while since I picked up pen and paper to write. (Yes, I draft almost everything with pen and paper. I'm perhaps just the tiniest bit old-fashioned.) I am spurred to do so by a couple of concerned e-mails from my mother asking if I’m alive. (I may or may not have forgotten…Read more Goat Head Soup