Africa
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Building a Family in Kenya (Grand Prize winner in the 2nd Annual WanderWomen Write Travel Writing Contest) I opened the front door to another sunny Kenyan morning. I jammed my dirt-encrusted feet into my flip-flops and shuffled to our outdoor drop. Kenyan mamas were lined up outside the dispensary and their wide-eyed babies watched me just like they did every morning as I walked past the sugarcane… Read more >> |
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South African Sunrise The braai was a smashing success. Empty beer bottles littered the riverbed and soft snores punctuated the pre-dawn quiet. Sleeping on the soft sand wasn’t uncomfortable, but trying to ignore the screams of indignant baboons defending their territory all night from a group of volunteers camping outside was difficult. Read more >> |
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For Our Injuries Hawa is spitting on my ankle with an intensity and rhythm generally reserved for jazz musicians and train wheels. Read more >> |
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Discovering a Feast of 1,000 Spices Toto, we’re not in Whole Foods anymore. I stand blissfully unaware as my friend Tracy orders a chicken in her newly acquired Arabic. The merchant chooses one from the squawking, feathery crowd behind him and oooh — snaps its neck before I can blink, much less look away. Read more >> |
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Summer Steps Among the Snows of Kilimanjaro Why climb Mt. Kilimanjaro? |
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Marrakech Cuisine I have my first traditional Moroccan meal in one of the sitting rooms at the Riad Dar Baraka Karam, a charming bed and breakfast in the Old Medina. I sit on a low, amber stool in a room aglow by candlelight, a crisp white napkin folded in my lap. Read more >> |
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A Night with the Maasai It’s not that a night spent in the bush of the Serengeti is any longer than a typical night somewhere else – but when your tent is sandwiched between the Maasai village cows and a pride of hungry lions – it certainly seems that way. Read more >> |
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The Cairo Boys For hours I had been traveling up the Nile Valley, from Luxor to Cairo, on a train jammed full of Egypt’s working poor. Having been one of the last to board, I had no choice but to take one of the worst seats. Read more >> |
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Congo Culture: Fetisheurs On the outskirts of Brazzaville, we slowed to a stop behind unmoving traffic and a commotion ahead. On the opposite side of the road a minibus passed, an agitated chanting crowd chased it. It was then we noticed all the men were clutching their genitals. Read more >> |
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Maasai Moments During the three-hour ride to the boma, we see six giraffes, four ostriches and three leaping dik-dik antelope that are only fourteen inches high. The lions and elephants disappeared from the area years ago… Read more >> |
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Morocco – A Journey of the Senses! We were all feeling exhausted but exhilarated… to be expected after a couple weeks of travel in an exciting place like Morocco. “Sensory overload” is the best way to describe it – it’s a journey of exotic sights, unusual sounds, intriguing smells and emotional highs. Read more >> |
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Too Much of a Good Thing in Tanzania I spent the day lost, and on two occasions stuck, in East Africa’s infamous black cotton soil, treacherous when it’s wet. Among the acacia and baobab trees, the waving grasses and nibbling giraffes, I came across farms, large commercial operations, carved out of the wilderness. Farm employees were lost too.Read more >> |
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Ethiopia – Not What You’d Expect II was full, yet I stuffed another forkful of rice in my face. “Eat up. There are starving children in Africa”, my mother had said, and those words had stuck with me. Somehow it felt odd that the Ethiopian man sitting opposite me had not finished his plate. What could I say?Read more >> |
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