What It Takes

  Well now we know the answer to the question: How lonely does Kristie have to get before she turns friendly? 7 days worth of lonely. Lionel wasn’t impressed. “My God,” he said. “You don’t know his name? You never asked?” “Did YOU ask him his name?” I countered. ‘You were there, too.” “All you …

Memory

The air is so damp that everything is melting. I put my long sleeved shirt in my backpack when I got hot, and a piece of gum melted onto the elbow, sticking the sleeve closed. I keep picking it at but every time I put the shirt on I have to shove my arm past …

Chameleons

I got a couple rough hours of sleep and woke up drenched in sweat. After mopping myself up, I went downstairs bleary-eyed and puffy, to meet my new guide. Lionel was waiting for me wearing a turtlenecked sweater, straightlegged jeans and brand new black Converse tennis shoes. I bet I’m older than his mother. Actually, …

Starting

The morning after the night I arrived a day earlier than I should have, I woke up to sunshine and a text from Brett asking when I wanted to leave my temporary hotel to head to the center of the city and my real hotel. I suggested after lunch. “A perfect plan!” Brett responded because …

Quickie

Ok, so I am going to write about my two days in Madagascar's capital Anatanavario later. I've got to wrap my head around some stuff. I've moved east to a kind of cloud/rain forest with bumpy roads and trees and mist and lemurs and I'm settling down a little. Hooray! I have about 20 minutes …

Here

Not to ruin the suspense or anything, but I made it just fine to Hôtel le Relais de la Reine, a lovely hotel where Brett had scored me room about 30 minutes before. I was pretty frazzled (didja notice?) and I didn’t want to leave my phone in the taxi (I’ve done that twice already …