This is why I am terrible at this blogging buisness:1. Because I cant seem to remember what i did 5 minutes ago let alone 5 days ago. At some point, Im bound to forget that I even have a blog or what the word 'blog' means. 2. I feel as though blogging is a little impersonal. I would much rather swap stories on a long stroll where we could feel each other's presence and have the capacity to use sound effects and hand gestures for expressions that there are no words for. Meg and I leave for Nairobi in the morning. [View Full Entry]

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London. We're staying with my aunt Susheela and Uncle Martin... a long, chatty dinners with my aunt and uncle are one of my favourite things in ever. We've been meeting up with Kaelyn from Mac and her friend Joe, whos here for grad school in Middle Eastern Studies. Its been wickedly fun. Frolicking around, ate some wonderfully delicious Lebanese food and caught a neat play called Valparaiso on the Fringe. Having attempted to mentally prepare myself for Sub- Saharan Africa, I have to admit London is draining me a bit - and for once, I'm letting it. Theres a chapter in [View Full Entry]

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Prague is like waking up in a hazy, dreamy fog. Meg and I spent most of yesterday wandering along the winding cobblestones and On the (good) advice of a friend, we caught Vivaldi's Four Seasons in a tiny, lovely little cathedral at the top of the hill. Asya, who I met in Moscow last summer, is one of the great loves of my life. Shes doing a semester in Paris, so we managed to book some time together to catch up and such. She came up with her friend Emma, and the four of us took to the park and tossed [View Full Entry]

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"Would you like something to drink, ma'am?" Im offered the standard choice of 20- odd beverages, 11 000 m in the air. A selection of 12 films play simultaneously, alongside 8 different radio channels. A choice of 3 standard meals. There are 1200 basic ways to define yourself in the Economy class of British Airways fl. 092. I find the limited choice refreshing- you spend less time deciding and more time actually thinking. Im listening to some Beck on the 'radio' and its really making me want to shed a layer and dance on my seat. So what led me to [View Full Entry]

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