Living in the United States, I never imagined living in Africa, yet here I am at the tail end of year three. When I’d imagined a life abroad, like most Americans, I suppose, I imagined European destinations. There was always something in the back of my mind, a sense of the unknown, that made the rest of the world, but especially Africa, destinations of lesser … Continue reading Around Luanda
Thomas and I arrived in Rabat on Saturday, after a slightly tearful goodbye with Lala Fatima and Zakia. After a much needed long, hot shower, I went to see the newly opened Mohammed 6 Museum of Modern Art with my friends Esther, Noa and Alice. While I enjoyed the current exhibit, Medieval Maroc, I favored the permanent collection, which left me very sated in terms of … Continue reading Enchanting Rabat!
As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. –The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka The trip having been so long and having seen so many wonderful things, I had completely forgotten Franz Kafka grew up in Prague. He was not even on my radar, to use a cliché, until, across the Vltava River, we saw … Continue reading Franz Kafka Museum
It seems like ages ago, but when Erika and I were in Athens touring a small museum near the acropolis, we were looking at case after case of amazing pottery that had been excavated over the centuries. There was so much and it was all so beautiful, my eyes began to glaze over. One can only look at relics for so long before one’s appreciation begins … Continue reading Ode to a Grecian Urn