Finding Tranquility in Potholes

I could finally think. The potholes surrounded me; the picturesque simplicity that nature had created caused a tranquil feel. I was in Bourke’s Luck Potholes, Mpumalanga, South Africa. They’re not the potholes on the road that make even the calmest driver’s curse as loud as they can when they drive over them (I am one…

The Rise of the Planet of the Monkeys

What the hell? I said out loud, or to the primates, or was it primeape? Who knew, but they were running around the cabin, throwing eggs, peeling bananas, and smashing pots and pans together like they were DJs at a rave (isn’t that what most people think “rave music” sounds like?). I was on my International Student…