Author Archives: primatesandme

Back to Africa–Nigeria! How I hate goodbyes…

“I don’t know where my passport is!” Frantically panicking, one hour until my flight, I’ve misplaced my passport. Two of my friends are trying to calm me down. “You didn’t leave it at the lab. Just think for a sec.” … Continue reading

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Busy as a bee…

One year ago, I was enjoying my last month at Lajuma before going to the Democratic Republic of Congo. This year, I’m also preparing for a new journey. In a month, I’ll begin collecting data for my dissertation. Location? Gashaka-Gumti National Park … Continue reading

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Let’s get a move on shall we?

That feeling where you can’t sit still, your insides are vibrating and you don’t know whether to run or take a shot of whisky to calm yourself down? Zugunruhe. My first encounter with this word was while watching Heroes and … Continue reading

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London Doris is falling down… (or God Save the Queen?)

This title comes from a short-shorts wearing friend as a suggestion for a new blog name while studying in London. I’ve just had a Mac & Jacks while waiting for boarding to calm the nerves after a tearful goodbye to … Continue reading

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Home, Sweet Home

A little over two months and 20 lbs later (yes, out of Africa with too much food and alcohol around…I’ve started rock climbing and doing hot yoga to ahem, slim down), I’m preparing to move to London for a Master’s … Continue reading

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Sleeping In Stairwells, Couchsurfing and Lajumies Out of Africa

Early morning sun, birds chirping and that beginning of summer chill–would have been another lovely start to the day if I hadn’t spent the whole night out for the umpteenth day in a row. Realizing I had left my keys … Continue reading

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“Excuse me while I pee…”

“Hey! Where are you from?” Three AM, some random Berlin club and I’m standing in the bathroom stall about to close the door when a hand snaps in and prevents me from shutting it. “Um…America.” “You here with friends?” “Yeah, … Continue reading

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