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Driving to Joburg
It occurs to me, the day before we leave, that I’ve never done this before. I’ve never travelled by car from Durban to Johannesburg. All the times I’ve travelled between the two cities – and there have been many visits since I first came this way in 2003 – have been by plane. It’s an…
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On Emptiness
I miss the emptiness. It’s pretty here. It’s green and lush and all the words that describe pretty places. It rains a lot. There is water. Lots of water. There are monkeys in the trees and so many birds. But I miss the emptiness. I never see the sky here. It’s mist and trees and…
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The road to Eldoret
I woke that morning not even aware that I was in a strange bed. After breakfast and a brief meeting, we set off on our long journey northward. Or possibly west-ward. We were certainly sharing the road with plenty of “Danger Petroleum” trucks and Kampala Coach busses. I watched the landscape, so similar to home,…