Local Flavor

As I sit in a daladala (or since I was in Kenya, we’ll call it a matatu), munching on some dates, a man approaches the window and tries to sell me something.
Man trying to sell something: “Can I have one?” (referring to the dates)
Me: “No.”
Man trying to sell something: “Why not?”
Me: “Because I’m a [...]

Where are you going? I assure you, I don’t know

As an English major in college I developed a compulsion to write according to themes with well thought-out arguments and conclusions. I am now finding that this writing requirement is seriously hindering my ability to produce blog entries. My life here is composed less of themes than of random acts and unplanned experiences. In an [...]