the BIG move

Well, it has been two weeks. The first week, I spent getting oriented to my new home (re: dorm), the area (re: South London), and being back in school (re: a ton of reading and almost as much writing). Last week, I spent reading (see definition of graduate school) and …

on the eve of my 30th birthday

There’s been a lot going on, like my recently launched smear campaign against Mary Jean* at my local post office, but also visiting friends, a short-term career at UPS** (I’m absolutely the worst person in the world to not even give a glimmer of a schedule. If I don’t have …

changes are a comin’

People tell me a lot that I don’t post enough. Or at least that I’m not super consistent. And if you are a closer follower (and I will assume you are because you are reading this now) you will see that it has been over a month since my last …

footing it

My car is broken.   Over the past few months, the car that I drive every day has been rebelling against me in a serious way. It started slowly, sometimes not cranking immediately, but then sometimes the engine would purr like a contented cat.   And now, sometimes the car …

gold

I have a pair of gold sandals. These sandals are the literal opposite of special. They are Target brand flat sandals with fraying threads at almost every seam. They are Target brand sandals that I bought at a thrift store – in 2009. Back then, I committed the cardinal sin …

growing season

There are supposedly three seasons in Zambia. Hot and dry, cool, and rainy season. I don’t really believe this. Cause I have also experienced burning season and hot and rainy season (which happens to include “all the spiders come out” season). We are currently on the tail end of planting …

burdens

There are not many options for mental healthcare in Zambia. I don’t mean this like I’d say “I wish my city had more resources for mental illness.” In Ndola, not many options really means no options. Nada. I haven’t even found one. But there are several men around town that …

the taxi experience

In Cape Town, at 3:15 am on January 1st, the pre-arranged taxi called to say he had arrived for our airport transfer. As early as it was, we were relieved that he had actually arrived and told him we’d be out shortly. Once outside, we could hear the New Year’s …

reconnecting

It has been over a month since I wrote a blog. Thanksgiving was weeks ago. I have been promising a newsletter for a year. I have a few emails in my inbox properly labeled “friends” awaiting a response that have been sitting there for weeks months.   I would like …

the other side

After a trip to the USA, a Zambian friend of mine has been back in Zambia for several weeks. I followed his trip mostly through Facebook posts of his most recent meals, but also through his intermittent Skype calls and emails over the three week journey. The first and one …