I’d been hoping I could convince my parents to meet me at some point on my trip, and Buenos Aires seemed like the perfect opportunity. The 15-hour flight from Kansas City (with a… Continue reading
The turmoil in my stomach never escalated from localized skirmishes into a full-scale revolt, and I survived the 17-hour bus ride from Buenos Aires to Puerto Iguazú without any major incidents. But I… Continue reading
My reluctance to leave Africa didn’t prevent me from being excited to start exploring South America. Unlike Africa, South America wasn’t entirely unfamiliar ground – on previous trips I’d visited Ecuador, Brazil, Peru… Continue reading
I had enough time before my flight back to Cape Town to squeeze in a two-night trip to Swakopmund, a peculiar little city near the southern end of Namibia’s Skeleton Coast. “It’s more… Continue reading
No place in Namibia interested me more than Sossusvlei. “One of the oldest and driest ecosystems on earth,” according to my guidebook. A place where towering red sand dunes rise up from the… Continue reading
My flight from Cape Town to Buenos Aires was still two weeks away, which, I decided, gave me enough time to fit in a side trip to Namibia. My well-traveled friend Tenley says… Continue reading
Arriving in a new city is always interesting. Arriving in Cape Town at 10:30 on the night U2 happens to be playing the city’s biggest concert in years was especially interesting. The Baz… Continue reading
