Tag Archives: travel

sipi showers

Posted on October 10, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

The sound, like distant thunder, vibrated in my ears. Constant. Dull. Roaring. The thin brown trail, a muddy groove tread into the lush greenery of the mountain side slipped underfoot, sucked at the bottom of my shoes, and cascaded rocks … Continue reading →

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rocks at my window

Posted on September 25, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

Iganga Town, Uganda September 25, 2010 They smiled at me through my open window, me splayed out in the bed watching a movie on my laptop. I’d just pulled my earplugs out because I…I guess I heard them coming. Our … Continue reading →

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other beauty

Posted on September 25, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

Iganga Town, Uganda September 24, 2010 I love Zimbabwean noses, think John Amos from good times; Liberian bodies, ebony skin pulled taut and shiny over highlighted muscle. In Uganda it is the lips. Full, soft, dark. They defy comparison, only … Continue reading →

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bubbles o’leary

Posted on September 20, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

September 19, 2010 Iganga Town, Uganda The music meandered from marvin gaye’s sexual healing with a techno beat dropped in, it to shakira’s world cup African anthem. Bubbles O’Leary, one of Kampala’s busiest night spots, was equally diverse. I spent … Continue reading →

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saunas and scandals

Posted on September 15, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

September 15, 2010 Iganga Town, Uganda (Mum’s resort) The water steamed immediately. On the wood paneled walls, against the rocks and the metal pipe pushing out the wood burned heat. We set our vinyl covered cushions on the slatted bench … Continue reading →

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mutatu madness

Posted on September 7, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

September 4, 2010 Iganga Town (en route to Jinja), Ugnada Mutatus are exercises in patience, tolerance, and humor. Every president, general, and potential saint should have to ride in one for at least a three-hour journey. The mutatu, a minivan … Continue reading →

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mad mzungo

Posted on September 5, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

September 4, 2010 Iganga Town, Uganda I was fuming. My mind working out possible solutions to a work problem. The sun glaring down on me, perspiration filming salty and shiny on my top lip. The ground, uneven and muddy, passed … Continue reading →

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blood is the least of it

Posted on September 1, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

Iganga Town, Uganda September 1, 2010 “I’m thinking about Columbia.” My mother’s perfect composure cracked and she whispered fiercely, “why do you always have to go so far away?” I’d just gotten back from South Africa and my mother mistook … Continue reading →

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much better now

Posted on September 1, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

September 1, 2010 Iganga Town, Uganda The issue with long distance sick-ing is two-fold. There is the long distance part. The idea that folks who care about you are worried and can’t do anything. They can’t bring you soup or … Continue reading →

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there is no personal in space

Posted on August 31, 2010 by Linnea Ashley

Iganga Town, Uganda August 31, 2010 There are some americanism, my inner mzungo so to speak, that I would presume are rigid and inflexible. I’d be wrong but I sometimes argue with myself that it is true. Personal space is … Continue reading →

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