Congo · Family

out of gas

We had a lovely Chinese dinner one night, and Nic joined mom and I towards the end. We were walking home and he was riding beside us when he ran out of gas, and walked his bike the rest of the way home. Pointe-Noire by night. Advertisements

Family · tommy

angry Tommy

He was licking his right leg until it bled, and we tried to curb his grooming instinct with a cloth muzzle and a sock. To no avail. Oh well. It will heal eventually. Oh, and yes. That is my elusive brother. He works so hard it’s rare to see photographic evidence of him.

Congo · Family · friends · hinda


We headed to a town called Hinda (the ‘h’ is silent so it sounds more like [eeendah]) for some Baha’i community-building activities, focusing on activities of the Faith, teaching, pioneering, children’s and junior youth (a.k.a. middle schooler) classes in the region. I’m just going to say it was LONG but it was still nice, and… Continue reading hinda