Starting out on this adventure, I found myself wondering whether I should start a separate blog somewhere else so that I didn’t have to worry about calling my mother to […]

Approaching the coast of Dakar, the ambien haze lifts enough to let me sit up and look around. I’ve woken early, and will still be under the sway of Mephistopheles Morpheus […]

Crossing that gap between the preparation and actual start of a trip is an imperceptible thing. When you’re knee deep in unanswered voicemail to some West African consulate that won’t […]