Roughing It

Roughing It

Friday, August 10 5:30 am: “I am pouring the water now,” huffs Hassan, our butler, his breath labored by the weight of the hoist.  He has to pour 40 liters of water into the tarp bucket and hoist it about 10 feet in the air. “It is ready,” he...
Welcome to the Bush!

Welcome to the Bush!

Thursday August 9 In the middle of the night Luca calls out “mom”. I don’t respond. “Mom” he says again. I ask “what” and he replies, “a zebra!” I smile, knowing he’s having sweet dreams. Zzzzzzzzzzzzziiiiiiiiipp….zzzzzzziiiiiiiipp. What the What is...