Category Archives: Travel

February 5, 2012 · 7:04 am

yes, I own a safari hat

And everyone thought it was silly of me to buy it. But you know what, I finally got to go on that safari and I totally rocked that hat. I will remember this day for probably the rest of my life. I did not see running wildebeests or watch a lion attack its prey, but, despite the lack of drama, it was still like having an encyclopedia come to life; like I was in the middle of the Discovery Channel.

I saw a great deal of beautiful animals that I wish I could show you through photographs. I was unable to purchase a zoom lens before I left, so I had to shoot with a 50 mm fixed lens. While being a great lens for portraits, it does not quite give me the ability to capture animals in their vast landscape well. Also, add the fact that you are riding – or more correctly, standing – in a topless jeep/van that is traveling off road and bumping up and down like crazy, everything did not look so great on film. But here are a few shots that can give you some idea of what it was like.

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January 27, 2012 · 11:41 am

beneath this bold and brilliant sun

Laura, why don’t you come on over?

So this is Laura. She is kind, soft, and, well, slobbery.

Do you remember that scene from Jurassic Park when Dr. Alan Grant wakes up with the grand-kids in that big tree just to find Brachiosauruses all around them? This was like that, except for maybe a bit smaller.

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January 18, 2012 · 8:59 am

Under African Skies

I grew up listening to Paul Simon’s Graceland and dreaming of Africa. I grew up and studied Anthropology and read all about different cultures in Africa – I even took an African Wildlife Management course (yeah, that one was for the Honors program, who really takes classes like that normally?) I grew up with an opinion of Africa that was hot, colorful, expansive, and filled with exotic animals. Also, with a special thanks to Simon, my view of dance and music was naturalistic, up-beat, and well, African.

As it turns out, those opinions have been crushed a little since I have arrived. It seems like the one country I found myself living in, is the country that doesn’t quite fit. My country, except for the “poor” part, is totally different than what I have read and heard about. It is not quite African, not quite Arabian, and not quite Indian all at the same time.

But…I have traveled south and found myself in what I imagine as Paul Simon’s Africa, Jane Goodall’s Africa, and Richard Leakey’s Africa. Here there are large expanses of land filled with crazy, cool animals. Woman wear bright colored clothing with funky patterns. The music has that “African” beat. And as I watched baby elephants run and play in the game park, I started humming “Under African Skies.”