“How is life?”
On Friday afternoon I opted out of joining the rest of the group on a walk along Lake Victoria and a nature trail. I spent my time laying on the beach and allowing the sun to toast my skin. I…
Offically one year to 30!!
15 minutes ago on the 15th of May in the East African Time zone I began my 29th year of life. Oddly enough I have not been very conscious of the fact that it is my birthday. This is strange…
Fighting with bats: Adventures in late night bathroom use
When one is sleeping in the village, the thing you dread most is waking up in the middle of the night and having to use the bathroom. The reason this is despised is because it means going outside to the…
Village Life
Whenever I visit Uganda, I inevitably end up in "the village" as this is where my mother is from. She is from a small village outside of Masaka. The first two times (ages 7 and 10) that I came to…
On going home…and ramblings on identity
For those of us that are born to foreign parents in any country the question of identity and home may often have an illusive answer. I have previously written about this and know this duality well. Born in the US,…
What is all this stuff? On minimalism.
If you follow me on Instagram you know that I have been purging the last few months. I have made up my mind and I do not want to own a lot of stuff anymore. I HAVE ENOUGH STUFF. I…
“Sorry Ma’am, this is the priority line.”
A mere three months into 2013 and I have already taken 13 flights and clocked over 20,000 miles, ensuring that I will sail through the first hurdle of maintaining Silver Medallion status for next year. I will admit my personal…
Hardly Home but ALWAYS Reppin – DETROIT!
I was born and raised in Detroit and had an absolutely wonderful childhood there and most of my friends today are from Detroit. Telling people that I am from Detroit, no matter where I am in the world, more times…
The Mojave Desert
In January, while gallivanting on the west coast, I had the chance to assist on one of Elton Anderson's sets. Funnily enough he was shooting an old friend, DJ B Hen, Hollywood's Champion of Sound. After tossing back some green…
First thoughts on Buenos Aires
My decision to come to Buenos Aires was perhaps a rash one. I knew nothing about the city nor the country. In fact the only countries in the region I know anything about are the typical tourist gateways, i.e. Brazil…