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Au revoir Lajuma…Bonjour Kinshasa

The rusty corrugated tin roofs blinked like diamonds among the greens and reds—such rich colors like an oil painting. The river whispered through the city all brown and dull as tiny black dots hustled down dusty streets and bright yellow … Continue reading

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Beccy’s Last week.

Mist covered the mountain as we descended to Makhado: Beccy’s last drive down the red roads and we sat teary-eyed and sniffling in the back seat. Asking Ben to play something happy, his ipod on shuffle mode chose the appropriate … Continue reading

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