Monday, November 28, 2011

the fit

When you go on a long trip, people say, "have fun, take lots of pictures."
I'm a pretty good traveler but a terrible picture taker. I didn't even take a camera this last time, just a phone with an okay camera. I did make some cool videos though, and some recordings.
So, we'll see.
afrika ya mashariki 2011
The more I travel, the less I feel like I belong anywhere. When I'm home, I'm thinking about there, and when I'm there, I'm so clearly an outsider, not at home, a mzungu, a faranji. Do I need to fit in? Or do I just need to be content when I've found my people, whether that's in Seattle or Dar es Salaam?
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Anyway, here are the pictures I did manage to take, seventy-six seconds out of three million or so.

Monday, November 21, 2011

selam ana fiqir


Five weeks away, and I'm still not sure where my heart (home) is.
These things take sorting out.
In the meantime check out an Addis Ababa cloudburst: brief, torrential, noisy, punishing, cleansing, chaotic, demanding. In its wake, fresh air and an early afternoon.
Peace and love, say the rastas. Selam ana fiqir.