Yearly Archives: 2009


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Washington D.C.

Well. We’re back, and Daylight Savings Time is up, and it’s decidedly chillier than when we left. The cats are back, and Oliver was thrilled to discover that I’d neglected to throw away the Harris Teeter plastic bag we’d packed our shoes in. There’s something he finds irresistible about the handles. Delicious. Apparently. I liked […]


The Fun Continues…

Today was: Walking downtown, smelling doughnuts and hearing a man play a saxophone. It drizzled today but never rained hard. Our first stop was the Corcoran, where we spent most of our time with Jesse’s favorite sculpture (probably favorite piece of art, ever), the “Greek Slave” by Hiram Powers. So much time, in fact, that […]

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Five Months Since Congo

Congo comes back in flashes–like, I’m blow drying my hair Sunday morning and I’m thinking about that first night in a Rwanda border town, eating plates of whole fish, fried, with heaps of thick french fries. How dark it was in the little restaurant, just a few dim bulbs for the room, shadows everywhere. Like […]


First Love

Marianne told me once that you always love the first place you travel to. We were in Japan when she said this, sneaking extra glances at a cute monk in a Tokyo temple. It was my first time overseas, and I assumed Japan would be “that place.” And it was, in a way, and I’d […]

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Fiston

Fiston’s shoes were always clean. In the two weeks we were there, the five of us—Evan, Robin, Luke, Fiston, and I—trounced through some of the muddiest places, walked over some of the dustiest roads. Our shoes became filthier and filthier, turned deeper orange as time passed. But Fiston’s shoes stayed immaculate, spotless. I watched his […]


Flux

I’m beginning to think I live in six-month cycles. That nearly everything that has been certain about the past six months is coming up for review. Maybe it’s just the new year. I said at the beginning that I felt 2009 was going to be a change year, and so far it has not disappointed. […]


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Home

Things I Missed While in Congo: * Jesse. Not a thing, but still something to miss beyond comprehension. * Grocery shopping. And food sealed in plastic. * Cooking my own food. Even though we had fabulous food while away, there is something therapuetic and irreplacable about preparing my own food. Last night, I made a […]


Last Day in Congo

I promise the next blog I post will have pictures. We leave tomorrow morning and get into Raleigh Wednesday afternoon (which will feel like Wednesday night Congo time). I’m looking forward to being home, to seeing Jesse and to driving on paved roads and grocery shopping at Harris Teeter and brushing my teeth with tap […]


“Sixty-Seven! Sixty-Seven!”

Thoughts/Happenings… 1. We left a little after 5:00 one morning, watched the sunrise while looking across the mountains, layers of hazy peaks, a river snaking between the hills. It was gorgeous, the sun coming up slowly, the light hitting the muddy road, the little houses with corrugated metal roofs and mud walls, and then the […]