Monday marked five weeks in Sweden. Unlike being in other countries where there is a significant cultural difference, acclimating to life in Sweden has been fairly easy. The biggest undertaking I can forsee, besides getting to stay for longer than 90 days, will be learning the language. It will require retraining my mouth to make new and […]Read more "Welcome to Sweden"
The presence of a child has a way of encouraging presence in myself. It is hard to stay in a negative state of mind while being around them and it just so happens that there are generally five to eight kids running around any given house. It has been interesting and very entertaining to watch […]Read more "Just Because…"
Western Union Wedding One night on my way home from Jijna, I asked the boda driver how the repairs on his motorcycle were coming along. He said the boda was now fixed and his next goal was either to buy a brand new boda, or better yet a car since he had been a professional […]Read more "“Move away from your western guns, travel towards eastern suns.”"
Mzungu One of the first words I learned was Mzungu (white person). As I travel from village to village on the back of a boda (motorcycle taxi), this is a word I hear repeatedly. Kids of all ages run to the road and warmly yell, “Hello Mzungu, Byyyeee.” It is like they are taught this […]Read more "“lows will have their compliment of highs”"
The first week was an absolute whirlwind. Mornings I wake up around 6:30 or 7:00am and start the day with a basin shower. I shower in a small dark room with some natural light peeking through a small window. I stand in a wide red bucket and pour water over myself. Mama Ali provides me […]Read more "First week on the ground"