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Wandering has its restrictions. A thousand years ago, one could just go anywhere based on where their feet found aContinue Reading
Wandering has its restrictions. A thousand years ago, one could just go anywhere based on where their feet found aContinue Reading
Dr. Hans-Peter Richter drove Hiro and me from Savalou half an hour to the nearby Dassa-Zoumé Train Station when ourContinue Reading
After a week in Niamey, I was ordered deported. Yes, it even happened in deepest Africa in those days. IContinue Reading
On the road from Cotonou, Dahomey (Benin), I got a ride with the Nigerian Ambassador to the Central African Republic. Continue 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










