Shenanigans in a Tanzanian Convent

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The nun waited patiently while I considered her offer. I already knew the answer was going to be yes but I had to allow the question to roam around in my brain for a little while first, savouring the moment, absorbing this little nugget of absurdity. The room was lit with candles dropping shadows across the wooden plank table.  The … Read More

Rats, Bats, and Cockroaches that Just Won’t Die

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“Rhonda, beware of the giant spider on the sink. He’s in here somewhere,” read the little note I had posted on the bathroom mirror of our fancy digs in Zanzibar. He had vanished while I ran off to scribble out a warning, the behemoth could be anywhere. I had made a sleepy middle of the night visit to the washroom … Read More

Sneaking Out After Dark in Kenya

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It was my second night in Africa, and I was twitchy excited. We were nestled in our tents, a mere stone wall preventing wild animals from chewing our necks open while we slept. Critters rustled about, dogs barked. “This is ridiculous” I thought, why on earth are we bothering with sleep when there’s an entire Africa out there to be … Read More

Third World Buses – First World Fear

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I held on tight. Closed my eyes and begged my brain to imagine one of my happy places, often invoked while at the dentist. My brain did not cooperate – it was too busy forming the words “holy crap, we’re going to die!” Looking back, I think my brain was over reacting. True, buses that wind through the twists and … Read More

The Trouble With Ignoring Your Travel Doc

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  Warning: this post is disgusting, likely falls under the ‘too much information’ heading, and diminishes any hope of me ever dating again. Not that I’d want to… boys have cooties. Read at your own risk.   The choice was clear  –  I would have to cut off my own foot.  I no longer had any desire to keep it, … Read More

Africa Time

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Written as a featured travel story for Planeterra Foundation, part of G Adventures “What time will we have lunch?” I asked our guide, Amos. The answer should have been obvious. “Lunch will be at lunch time,” he replied. Of course.  This is Africa; I submitted to it wholeheartedly and had the time of my life. Traveling to Africa had always been … Read More

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