August 3, 2010 Iganaga Town, Iganga Only one Mzungo. After a day wandering around in a cluster of foreignness (a short orientation to town: bank, grocery story, market, café, taxi rank) I finally found a reason and the motivation to wander about a little on my own. I set out for the little market; hoping […]
August 1, 2010 Iganga Town, Uganda It could be malaria. It could be an idiosyncratic thyroid. or I might just be cold. The thing is, living in a world of malaria makes every chill or fever infinitely more noticeable – more epic – than it deserves. Just as spotting Neil Patick Harris on the streets […]
July 31, 2010 Iganga Town, Uganda Side saddle on a bike seemingly transported from 1955, legs neither straddling or to the right of the cushioned seat, my bike chariot wove its way through the crowded, sometimes paved, streets. The cool humid air chilled me through my skirt – through the thin gray sweater meant to […]
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“did you see the governor of Arizona? Don’t you just love her?! I joined her facebook page.” I’d been trying not to eavesdrop- for once. Trying not to hear the louder than necessary conversation going on behind me. I realized I didn’t want any parts of it when I heard the tall matronly blonde tut-tutting […]
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