An African Christmas, alone.

An African Christmas, alone.   Sitting by a pool in the African heat, Sipping ice water from a bottle, Writing, daydreaming, writing some more: My idea of heaven. Three stray dogs lie by my side, Jimbob, Borris and Buster, Panting, winking and flagging their tails: My idea of heaven. Monkeys swing from trees nearby, Chasing…

Israel in 500 words

Jerusalem vs Tel Aviv, the Dead Sea & Segregation. After falling asleep on the train from Ben Gurion airport, I awoke to a torso-long gun being gripped by the hands of a man opposite. My first thought was confusion; where was I again? My second, panic; were we under attack? And my third? Forced relief.…