I love the rain. I have for as long as I can remember. It has always meant life to me. Water is such a crucial ingredient for all life, at least here on our planet, which is the only one I’m personally familiar with so far. Every time it rains, for some reason, the thought that life is soon to flourish goes through my mind.
Part of the fun of becoming an active blogger is that you have the chance to “meet” other bloggers out there. The blogging community is pretty great and I’ve really enjoyed reading stories from others out in the world. And I’ve been quite amazed and surprised by how many people […]
I told her that I was applying for a visa to go to Sudan and that the people there said that a letter from my embassy, since I wasn’t working for an N.G.O., might help. She told me that the United States government doesn’t need to write letters — the passport is all we need — and that the Sudan Embassy knew that.
While I have enjoyed almost every single minute on the road and have truly appreciated the dozens of emails that have gone something like “sounds great! Wish I was out there doing the same thing,” there are then days like today.
Some small thoughts I jotted down on my ride back after climbing down Mount Kilimanjaro from the village at the park entrance to Arusha: • There are a large number of small bars that line the major roads in Africa, almost all with a Coca-Cola sign out front that has […]