I don't know how busy travelers do it. I know it's a bit crazy but it turned out that I had an almost back to back trip. I had made plans to go to Washington, DC last Thursday through Monday even before my decision to go to Korea. So, I returned on the 11th and then was in the air again on the 17th. I thought it would be alright and for the most part I was. But sleep still eludes me at the right time and finds me at the wrong time. I guess there really isn't a "wrong time" to sleep when I work from home, but it doesn't help when I find myself wide awake at 2 a.m. and 7 a.m. but sleepy at noon and 5 p.m. Melatonin? Well, it helps to a certain degree....once ingested. But I have not been taking it these past few days....Perhaps I should try it again. But anyway, my trip to DC was so much fun! I met up with old friends and enjoyed the entire weekend. It reminded me that sometimes old friends are those comfortable friends that have known you forever - the good an...
On my return from the conference in Durban, I was fortunate enough to spend a few days with my childhood best friend. It was amazing to be able to meet her again some twenty years later. We had spent time catching up and also attended her daughters' cross-country event. We also had dinner at this African-themed restaurant (where else would we eat when in South Africa?) called Moyo's. This picture is of us after getting our face painted. :) For dinner I had springbok, and also managed to taste a bit of ostrich. Very interesting, and pretty good - both of them, I'd say. :) The next night I actually met up with some other people that I had not seen in twenty-one years. It was just amazing to see us all grown up (the kids), and the adults were somewhat the same, except for a bit of age of course. So I managed to have this big old reunion in Johannesburg. Oh, and we unknowingly drove by Nelson Mandela's house in Jo'burg, only having realized it as we drove past wondering...
21 years, yes 21 years, after leaving Malawi, I returned. I returned to a land that was so familiar, and yet so foreign. As we drove through the city of Lilongwe, I tried to sift through my memories and dust off the cobwebs to help my eyes drink in the familiar; but a lot was also registering as something completely strange. Despite having spent one-third of my life (the beginning one-third) of my life in Malawi, the first few days did not feel like home to me. And I was distressed. But still I looked, staring at the sights that greeted me, looking for the signs of the familiar. And when I did, I felt like I had met an old and dear friend. But among those familiar - the banana trees....those sweet, yummy bananas: nothing like Dole or Chiquita bananas you get in the States.... the papaya trees....and boy did those papayas taste soooooooooo absolutely goooooooood!!! And of course, one of my most beloved sights: Lake Malawi - oh so beautiful. Here are those familiar rocks at Salima.... I ...
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