My Church Dinner with Locusts
The swarming of cicadas does not measure up to locusts when their population peaks in West Africa. I was headedContinue Reading
The swarming of cicadas does not measure up to locusts when their population peaks in West Africa. I was headedContinue Reading
After several days in Accra, including a stop for a necessary cholera shot, I caught a ride north toward Akosombo.Continue Reading
As I walked along the dusty, walled streets of Tomboctou, I felt like I was living in a dream. IContinue Reading
On returning from the Dogon to Sangha, I learned that I would be able to fly to Tomboctou. Otherwise itContinue Reading
With a coup d’etat recently in Mali, I was reminded of my time in Bamako, a more peaceful and welcomingContinue Reading
During the day on our visit to the Dogon, Hiro and I walked together on a narrow path cutting throughContinue Reading
In Sangha, I reconnected with my Japanese former travelling companion, Hiro, who I had met in Tamanrasset and crossed theContinue Reading
I had hitchhiked from Bamako to Mopti with overnights in Segou and San. Mopti is in the center part ofContinue Reading
I walked down the hill from the Ranger Station hut after summiting the Nyiragongo volcano in the Rift Valley ofContinue Reading
The Ruwenzori Mountains follow along the Rift Valley. I was traveling south from Butembo (after 5 1/2 months hitch-hiking acrossContinue Reading










