There’s a song by the Roches that we often sing when visiting family in Ireland, called, appropriately enough, “Going away to Ireland Soon”. However, this family visit is not, for a change, to Ireland. This one is to Tanzania.
Last night I dreamt about water quality, about making sure my toothbrushing water was boiled. I think of myself as well-traveled, but this will be my first trip to somewhere other than North America north of the Rio Grande, western Europe, or Japan. And all those places are importantly the same: First-World.
So this will be an interesting departure. I’ll be internet-blackout from about the 19th of this month to the 3rd of next, and will come back with pictures
I hope to make bread this weekend. I’ve not done so in a while, and need to keep my chops up. If it seems like I’m not going to, nudge me.