Kenya for the Weekend?
Can ya go to Kenya for the weekend? Well, the answer, it turns out, is absolutely. Never one to sit idly by and enjoy a quiet Memorial Day Weekend at home, I opted to take advantage of the extended weekend...
Category: Africa
Reflections on Madagascar
I’ve wanted to visit this country for a long time. And not because I’ve seen the movie, Madagascar. I haven’t. I’ve wanted to come because islands have always fascinated me and this is the world’s fourth largest one. It turned...
Spotting Lemurs in Madagascar
Sorry for the delayed reporting. I had to take a day off. I’ll spare you the details, but somewhere in the supply chain that led to a sandwich I ate a couple of days ago, someone forgot to wash his...
Gratitude in Madagascar
I posted overnight while most of you were asleep about how things have gotten a bit easier here in Madagascar since my struggles in immigration. That said, I’ve had a chance to reflect on what I’m seeing here in the Western part...
Smoothing Things Out in Madagascar
After last night’s challenges, I’m pleased to say things have smoothed out here in Madagascar. Today, Joe (my guide for this trip) and I drove west from the capital – Antananarivo – on Highway Number 1. If you’re picturing a “highway”...
A Difficult Entry into Madagascar
Making it into Madagascar proved challenging last night. A ten hour flight rapidly turned into twelve hours on the Air France jumbo jet, thanks to a delay that was never defined (at least in English). As the hours passed, I grew...
Out of Africa
As I sat in a bar way back at Cape Town, International, I had no choice but to watch cricket. It was on the only television I could watch 13 hours ago. Come to think of it, that’s been the...
Reflections on Cape Town
If you haven’t been to Cape Town, get here. It’s a wonderful city even though “Call Me Maybe” is playing in the restaurant where I’m sitting now. Oh, wait. New song…”Truly, Madly, Deeply” by Savage Garden. Really? Well, at least...
The International Drill Down
This morning, I felt a bit like a guy that I saw at Kirstenbosch Gardens yesterday. He didn’t particularly want to be there so he was asking his friends, “What are we supposed to do here?” After a lengthy internal...
All Signs Point to Cape Point
This morning I was greeted again by Phillip — this guy is everywhere. He helped me piece together some of the foggy memories from yesterday’s wine tour. You see, when someone says they’re going on a “wine tour,” it’s really...
