Jonathan and Patricia
Jonathan Porter is insane. He’ll tell you himself, if you haven’t figured it out after the first few minutes of conversation. And most likely, you’ll have figured it out. I […]
Jonathan Porter is insane. He’ll tell you himself, if you haven’t figured it out after the first few minutes of conversation. And most likely, you’ll have figured it out. I […]
And suddenly everything seems normal again. This was something like the 15th time I’ve been through the Accra airport, and other than the hour and a half wait going through […]
Chance favors the prepared, but sometimes Fortune takes pity on fools with sunny dispositions. How else can I explain how I managed to end up eastbound on Delta 2201 headed […]
I was right, of course. Tomorrow morning is always better after I have my little curl-up-and-whimper episodes. Woke up feeling fine, threw my bag over my shoulder and headed out […]
My mom and I have a phrase we like to exchange: there are problems, and there are inconveniences. Cancer is a problem. Losing your luggage is an inconvenience. Honestly, I’ve […]
The road back is a study in adjusted expectations. After single-track footpaths on a motorbike, the Ziah-Zwedru highway looks like a major thoroughfare. At one point we sink almost up […]
All the way up to Zwedru, I caught snatches of reference to “Bosco” in Raj’s phone conversations. I got the idea that this Bosco thing, whatever it was, was something […]
The overwhelming sensation is that we’re riding the back of a narrow and impossibly long rust brown snake, chasing it as it courses through the underbrush of the Liberian jungle. […]
THWACLANG! There’s a clatter and bang right over my shoulder as I step outside. An enormous flying horned beetle has flung itself against the metal grating over the open window, […]
We were halfway down the hill from the clinic in Ziah when the sky opened up. We’d seen the storm building as the sun blinked out behind boiling wall of […]