We arrived on a Sunday and I was amazed that the streets were almost totally devoid of traffic. I asked Jamie about the lack of cars. She said it was partially because it was Sunday, but also [Read more...]
The first time I saw them, I had to laugh. Men in business suits and women in dresses and high heels--riding on the back of a motorbike. Few people have cars in Rwanda and motorbikes are [Read more...]
I kept staring. Looking harder each time. Is that what I think it is? Or am I just looking for something, anything to entertain myself in this endless airport Starbucks line. Hands [Read more...]
Tiny ice crystals sparkle like diamonds beneath my skis, framed by the brilliant turquoise heavens. The pure white yields gently as I hurtle myself downward with a soft swoosh, breaking the [Read more...]