Two motos stolen

I would normally do some self-censoring here, mainly because of my mom, who tends to worry. But this blog has been inactive for so long that I am fairly certain she is no longer checking up on it. I am, by the way, 41-years-old. On the night of September 1st, a thief,...

Too Many Things

This is me taking a big breath and then emptying my lungs to blow off all the dust on this blog. I’ve deleted facebook, tiktok, and twitter (long gone!!!) from my phone. I still have Instagram, but my time there is brief. I will usually post something or check...

How did my 2025 go?

Twenty twenty four felt like a car careening around a bend with two wheels in the air. That’s how I started last year’s post. Nothing’s changed! Maybe the car is on fire now? It was another year of bricolage except now we’ve lost the...

I am a postcard person now (and why you should be one too)

and a bird person My wife Bintou banned me from skateboarding a couple of years ago and I am probably one injury away from losing pickup basketball. Of course, none of this is really on Bintou. It’s more about me coming to terms with my aging body. Birding and...

Recovery Mode

Here’s what’s been happening lately. I finished my update to the Bradt Guide to Senegal. It was far more work than I bargained for. I may have actually earned a negative wage in the end. But never mind that. I’m proud of the work and it feels good to...