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

Wednesday, July 15: Arrival

Here I am: Livingstone, Zambia. On the opposite side of the world and two hemispheres away from where I started. I arrived here on Monday, July 12, jetlagged and over-caffeinated, with a mere seven of the previous 42 hours spent in restless sleep at 30,000 feet. I spent the flight from Johannesburg to Livingstone in…Read more Wednesday, July 15: Arrival