Yet another way in which I am Uncool to my kids
The thing about getting the kids strapped into the car on the way to school is that it’s like rolling a Magic Eight Ball with 50 billion sides. Something’s going […]
The thing about getting the kids strapped into the car on the way to school is that it’s like rolling a Magic Eight Ball with 50 billion sides. Something’s going […]
I’ve got about 400 pictures from Liberia+Ghana on my local disk. Have uploaded a representative smattering of the Liberia ones to http://picasaweb.google.com/david.cohn/Liberia2010; with any luck (or discipline), I’ll get the Ghana […]
[Yikes – just realized that I never posted this. Slightly out of chronological order, sorry!] Final leg of the flight home to San Francisco. Last night the gibbous moon rose […]
There’s something unearthly about being in seat 64K on a British Airways 747. The fact that an airplane can be large enough to have 64 rows and still lift itself […]
This has been Glen’s constant refrain the past few days. Recall that we’re in Ghana as an advance trip for a group that’s going to be brought over early next […]
Ten p.m.in Accra and we’ve been going since godawful early this morning. Our little band of adventurers has been to Kumasi, been celebrated by schools full of rural girls who […]
Tired this morning, waiting for the morning flight to Kumasi. Yeah, another morning, another flight. By Friday I will have been on 10 different aircraft run by four different airlines. […]
“Next, I wondered if anyone had registered http://www.compassionisnotaspectatorsport.com, and no one had. So – click! – there went another five dollars. It was like ‘magnetic refrigerator poetry’ meets ‘drunk dialing’.” […]
Ethiopian Airlines, flight 928 leaving Monrovia. Such a wild mashup of cultures – men with heavy Liberian accents, women in fabulous Ghanian dresses, and the Ahmaric (or is it Akan […]