Journeys way off the beaten path, and the power of everyday people.

I'm alive!

I made it back from Zambia, safe, sound and better off in my experiences and perspectives of life and relationships and walking a mile in others' shoes, from understanding dowries to the finesse of negotiation and importance of family to making d…

Happy New Year's

Happy New Year's everyone, wherever you may be. I wish you all the best in 2015 — peace, love and adventure. I will be ringing in midnight in Ndola, Zambia, a country I never expected to visit or thought about visiting except in that obtuse way…

I'm on Twitter!

Finally! Too many funny, insane, quirky and otherwise "things that make you go Hmmm" moments happen on these trips and learning to live life with other cultures not to do Tweets, that don't necessarily live on the blog. Like resorting…

and now for something completely different. ..

I've been waiting my whole life to eat with my hands. Now I can. Mastering deboning a chicken leg with just my left hand and never using the right is more difficult. I havent seen any utensils yet save for the spoons to scoop the veggies or sauc…

Welcome to Zambia

I landed in Lusaka, Zambia, on dec. 18 , after a very long journey from Bremen, Germany, which started with a night drive to my old home of Paderborn and then a train to Frankfurt. My flight to Ethiopia was fine and thankfully two hours less than I t…

Surviving faux pas in Zambia

There are a few things you don't do in Zambia. One of these is to cross your legs at the house of your inlaws or elders. You also make a small bow when you leave. I spent four days trying to be ladylike, gently resting my leg atop the other in my…

I hate packing.

After 30 countries in my life and living in the Amazon, you'd think I would be faster and better at packing. This is what I have discovered: 1. I will fill the bag. So I should buy smaller. 2. Even if I only have 2 bags of stuff in…

Die Schönste Zeit!

I heart Bosse. Olaf introduced me to him about 6 years ago, while visiting him. The guy was singing about how people sit in the waiting room of life, waiting for luck or the guts to get out there, and the next song? About being far away and running…