Coming out of Arusha’s Empire Club late at night, I was pretty sure I didn’t want to get on a motorcycle for the ride home. Despite my request, Sulley stopped…
Category: East Africa
“That is not my wish for you my brother” Rueben says in the pale glow of my headlamp. “No worries sir. I will see you in a couple of hours”…
“That’s not rain, it is Chuck Norris pee!” KG yells across the maelstrom to the neighboring tent. There is no pitter patter of rain, just a constant white noise, rhythmically…