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…

Walking with Elephants

Their footsteps vibrated the ground underneath my feet. If I had my eyes closed, I would have assumed there was an earthquake. They swung their trunks to and fro, grabbing plants and feeding themselves, smiling the whole time. The mother and her two children walked around, oblivious to the fact that there were so many…

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…

The Song of Swaziland

I handed the woman 50 African Rands (about 5 dollars) as the man next to her placed five large cabbages into a cloth bag; probably the biggest cabbages I had ever seen. “Thank you,” I said, and the woman nodded. My friend Mary also bought five cabbages, and was waddling behind me as we struggled…