Every day on the bus, as I scan through the feeds coming through my RSS reader, I save the best folder for last. I flip first through folders dubbed “anthroblogging” and “arabists,” ones for my Global Voices readings, and ones for work. Once I’ve read, or at least marked all as read, I come to […]
Tag: Senegal
On Travel
I remember a time when the world felt big. Where, as an angsty nineteen year old, I told a friend over cigarettes and copious amounts of coffee that the better alternative to suicide was to run away, lose yourself in a part of the world that you’d never even imagined. I remembered that conversation three […]