I attended a private boarding school tucked away in the country side somewhere in Africa from the fourth grade until my second year of A-levels (a total of 11 years). For about 3 years I had horse riding lessons at the school stables. I can still recall the first day I ever rode. I walked … Continue reading Walk On!
Have you ever been in a situation that made you think “Aaah! I’m going to die!”? I have. In that moment my whole life did not, in fact, flash before my eyes. I just got this deep sinking feeling that drowned out all of my senses. Ironically, the threat of sinking and drowning was what … Continue reading Taking on the Tanganyika
21 years ago on this day, I was born somewhere in Africa. I was an adorable little miracle baby weighing in at 3.03 KGs, and my parents were so beside themselves they forgot to have my birth certified. Going by my pre-teenage official documents – or lack thereof – I could have fallen from a … Continue reading Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes.