Category Motherland

POETRY AND NATURE

Earth hath not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; […]

SAFARIS & SUNSETS

It was a rough first two weeks in South Africa as I struggled to get used to the differently filtered drinking water. Truth be told, I mostly saw the inside of my bathroom during this time. When we lived in Ghana, Kip called this “Ghanarrhoea.” Either way, it’s humiliating and I can’t believe I’ve even […]

IT’S BEEN A HELLUVA YEAR FOLKS

Well despite 2013 being relatively unsuccessful from a blogging standpoint, I’ve got to admit that in reality it’s been one for the books. (Sadly such books don’t include my personal journal) I rang in the New Year from the roof of my parent’s four-storey terraced house in Frankfurt, under a shower of not-illegal fireworks (god […]

THE BRITISH MUSEUM: WHERE HOARDING BEGAN

Museums are to London as lesbians are to a Tegan and Sara concert. They’re all over the place, and they’re cheap as chips. Some of them are even free. The British Museum asks for a small donation- I usually give a donation once and only once- and this life philosophy came about because of my […]

DEAR BRITISH AIRWAYS: I WANT 48 HRS OF MY LIFE BACK

Ok, ok, even writing the title of this post, I acknowledge that British Airways couldn’t necessarily control the traffic halting blizzard that shut down the Heathrow airport.  HOWEVER, I will take a moment to express my dismay at the lack of professionalism displayed by the British Airways representatives at the Chicago airport.  Because of a […]