The Endless Plain
Flatland. From above it’s a table top with dark spills where the water has settled and then, a green splash not exactly in the middle. It’s dust colored, pale gray brown dust, a change from the reddish soil from the higher, greener altitude of the rim. In the crater it’s grassy and there are zebras …
This is Not About a Taxi Driver
It is not possible to get from where I was to where I wanted to be without a driver of some kind. With that in mind, I ditched Jeremy the taxi driver. I’m not so naive that I expect to get the best possible price – my bargaining skills are rather poor, I know that. …
Guess What?
Elephant butt. At the David Sheldrick Elephant Reserve. My travels to East Africa are sponsored by Intrepid Travel as part of their “classic journeys” campaign.” Most – but not all – of my expenses were paid for by Intrepid Travel
Some Colors
The arrowroot was purple and starchy and pasty . It was on the breakfast buffet at next to a steamer tray full of pale yellow corn on the cob. There was coffee, too, and it was quite good, and omelets made by a quiet young man. It had rained sometime during the night; from my …
Let’s Get Lost
In literary preparation for my trip to Tanzania, I downloaded Henry Morton Stanley’s memoir “How I Found Livingstone” for my iPad. The ebook is free, it’s in the public domain now and if you’ve got any kind of reader device, you’ll find you have access to a sprawling library of classics. I was giddy when …