Falling under the spell of South Africa

Mal d'Africa is an apt term that describes the strong feeling of nostalgia and desire to return to Africa once visited. I experienced this firsthand, living in a fog the month after my return home. I would go through my daily routine somewhat mechanically, feeling like something was missing or not quite right. Another notable …

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Another place

We were completely surrounded. Bodies pressing into us, hands prying and violating; a crush of human flesh and bones. The ATM's had been emptied out days before, so we had stashed as much cash as we were able to withdraw underneath our clothes, to tide us over. The air thick with the mixture of sweat, …

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Costa Rica

Breakfast in the forest We awaken to the trumpet like blare of peacocks (an alternative to the more clichéd rooster), the rustling of palm fronds and a variety of squeaks and clicking sounds from insects and animals in the undergrowth. From the terrace of our guest-house, which is a wooden structure on stilts, painted a …

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