Dirt, not blood. Continue reading
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Dirt, not blood. Continue reading
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Because apparently I don’t. Continue reading
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Ujiji. It’s fun to say. It’s fun to write. It’s fun to find a Scottish missionary there apparently as well. Continue reading
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They’re more human than human, if you catch my drift. Continue reading
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These people are my family. Continue reading
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Sometimes bus rides are beautiful. Sometimes not so much.
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Transit is my life. Road food may be my death. Continue reading
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Ok, so I vowed to have a photo per day of my traveling, but an entry per day for the last several days would be just plain silly, as the kids say. I’ve been with fine and fun peoples—friends, peers, … Continue reading
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I’m not sure which is which. Continue reading
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Ahhhhhhh (that’s supposed to indicate a happy sigh sound). Continue reading
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I don’t know my extinct/dormant/imaginary volcanoes very well. Continue reading