And thus reenters into my life, an old enemy: the tro-tro. Now, it would be wrong of me to not point out the fact that tro-tros are extremely cheap and get me anywhere in the city or surrounding towns within three hours that I want to get to for a fraction of the price, and… Continue reading An Old Foe
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In a town where Time does not reside
When I make the turn from Highway 40 onto the narrow roads of State Road 39, before my feet hit the gravel of the driveway--I am home. The tall trees, bright green grass, blooming flowers, and red porch with its American flag. They are all so familiar, and so constant in my life of motion.… Continue reading In a town where Time does not reside
Odelia Younge 