It’s Not About the Selfie – Tips for Volunteering in Africa

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I once read an article about us selfish westerners traipsing all over the world with our ‘do good’ intentions merely to parachute into a destitute area, offer up some colonial style assistance, grab that all important selfie of us saving the world yet again, and jet home feeling like a modern day hero. Whether those that are left behind have … Read More

Photo Friday – Mtae, Tanzania

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Anyone who has sat next to me for more than four minutes knows that this is one of my favourite places on the planet. Mtae is a teeny village high up in the Usambara Mountains in Tanzania. I can’t quite explain what it is about Mtae that captures me, but I suspect it’s a combination of things rather than one … Read More

Love at First Sight – I Call Bullshit

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Mouddy, my trusty Tanzanian mountain guide, had just proclaimed his love for me.   I, of course, debated this with him. Love at first sight, it seems the stuff of fairy tales. Prince Charming catches your eye from across a crowded room, and suddenly both lives become inextricably combined, tied together with passion, joy and “where have you been all my … Read More

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

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

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