On what we call wild meat

Chère Madame, I don’t think you’ll read this, because how would you find it? I don’t have your name or your … More

Thank you, Congo

To celebrate 2019’s arrival we stayed up a little later, and a day later than I’m used to. That’s because … More

There is less than I thought there’d be to say about how to act on a love of book reading … More

The most recent thing that’s happened is that I typed the title you see above, in a hostel, at a … More

“Blogging is such a tough thing to explain to people who don’t get it,” says Heather Havrilesky in her advice … More

I remember thinking “can’t forget to take a photo of these taxis!” as we cycled into Windhoek in August.

I see new similarities and differences in the women around me when I stop wearing a bra while bike travelling … More

How my thoughts developed when I got a little more curious about the names in South Africa, as I put … More

Getting back in the bush in Mozambique and Swaziland, and getting kind of used to it (1,400 words).

The meaning behind our mornings (1,200 words).