Sweltering heat, Warmer humans

Last Sunday we got on the plane from Accra to Tamale Airport. I got the strange sensation of that Camilla and I were wildlings and we were about to conquer the north, behind the wall. Because it is a wall,  it seperates  the “rich and the rich poverty” of Accra from extreme poverty in theContinue reading “Sweltering heat, Warmer humans”

Thunder outside, thunder within

It’s twenty-seven degrees in my room, but I am freezing. My body is laying flat in bed and my eyes are forcing me to keep them shut, they are not ready for a new day. I fall into some sort of half-ass sleep where I enter dreamland. I dream of all the experiences I’ve hadContinue reading “Thunder outside, thunder within”