Caught Between Africa and Europe

If I were a fish, I’d be so upset with myself for getting caught in this net that I would have wiggled and shaken and fought like hell to break myself free only to find myself more entangled, left with not an ounce of strength to my name, only able to wait until morning whenContinue reading “Caught Between Africa and Europe”

“Oh, it was Ghana”

This morning I woke up to a house full of worried roommates. During the night, one of them had received a text message that the first confirmed case of Ebola had reached Guyana. In response to this, two of them called in sick to work and they sent text messages to loved ones in theContinue reading ““Oh, it was Ghana””

Where I’m Going Next

As I’ve told people where I’ll be going this coming fall over the last few months, very few know where on the map I’m headed for. Guyana, a tiny English speaking country on the Northern shore of South America, will be my home for the coming year beginning at the end of August. The reactionsContinue reading “Where I’m Going Next”