A swirling vortex of bureaucratic misery

I have always loved the comic Asterix and Obelix.  Two independent, funny-looking characters defying entire armies with a grin and then stopping to smell the flowers on their way home - what's not to love?  One of my favorite strips is from The Twelve Tasks of Hercules.  "The place that sends you mad" is the epicenter of... Continue Reading →

A Solstice of Repose

The apartment was empty, all the boxes safely stacked in storage, the odds-and-ends temporarily stashed in Jeannine's guest room, and the travel bags packed.  Summer had come!  The first six weeks (half of June and all of July) flew by in a refreshing whirl of family and friends.  I hopped across the US from couch... Continue Reading →

The beginning of the end

As far as I can tell, there are three kinds of endings that mark the points along this curvy road of life.  First there is the quietly-disappear-don't-realize-it's-never-coming-back kind of ending where life goes on as normal and the possibility of the thing that just ended still exists in your mind.  You don't think to say... Continue Reading →

Three countries in six weeks

The new year blew in with rapid-fire change, and it was March before I was home long enough to absorb it all. Within two weeks of getting back from New Zealand, I headed to Zimbabwe for a music festival with four of my band students.  When we got back from Harare, we had a day... Continue Reading →

Ngarandare Camping & a Kiwi Christmas

RECON CAMPING November 23, 2013 We had a long-weekend in November - a nod to Thanksgiving but on the wrong weekend entirely, so not much use in terms of celebrating with Americans.  A couple of of friends and I decided to do a sort of "recon" camping trip in the Ngarandare conservancy, north of Mt... Continue Reading →

The fair winds that blow

Though I have not written much since last Fall, the density of new and interesting experiences in the last six months has been remarkable.  Since September, I have not had more than three to four weeks at home before the next trip or adventure, and that's not counting the two car accidents.  The accidents are... Continue Reading →

On African Color (part 1)

Summer for me ended with the unique and powerful experience of touring the Northeast-Midwest US with the Nairobi Chamber Chorus. Before I get into the experience itself, a bit of background: NCC is an auditioned, mostly a cappella choir that offers an advanced ensemble experience to young(ish) musicians in Nairobi.  The average age is about... Continue Reading →

On African Color (part 2)

We met them at the airport.  It was two o'clock in the afternoon and they had been traveling for twenty-six hours.  "You made it!  Karibuni!  Karibu New York!  Sasa?  Umeamka?  Poa!  I'm so glad you all are here!"  We gathered the group of twenty-eight travel-weary singers towards one side of the arrivals hall and waited... Continue Reading →

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