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Accra is changing pretty dramatically these days - there’s the Accra Mall, that cornucopia of consumer choice; Melting Moments, the new bakery café in Cantonments; Churcheese (kind of like Chuck-e-Cheese, only it’s Ghana, so of course church is involved).  And now...there’s Kristy’s Toy Box.

Yes, it’s exactly what it sounds like. 
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Another week; hour follows hour like water in a river, sings my beloved Ani. The roller coastering continues:
The weekend was grand - there was the NYU revelry, and then I ran into four people I knew on lazy meander into Osu and back (resonating in my own environment, score!), snagged a quiche and a tall glass of pineapple coconut juice (oh, sweet ( Read more... )

…where the current picks up.

I spent the day with sleep, guitar, laya; now I sit out on the balcony in the dark with a glowing stick of nag champa, and when the breeze shifts the air smells like a summer night in union square, full of the fog of incense and cab exhaust.

It’s time to take a step back and look around: a new season.

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I should not be up right now.
I am so far beyond jetlagged that it’s turned into Grade A Insomnia.

The scoop: I’m back for six months, they gave me a contract and a stipend, I’m still living with my boss, it’s still a wee bit strange. For those of you just joining our broadcast (or perhaps for all interested parties, since I’m often inadvertently ( Read more... )

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I know I owe manhy of you an explanation of what the hell is going on over here, and you'll have it, but I'm not in a place to explicate just yet -- I was fine, and then I wan't and then I was again, and then I was fucking EXHILIRATED and simultaneously miserable (that one having to do with a new bloom up on a high shelf in my mind marked 'replant ( Read more... )

Change 'a captain with seven children' to 'six months in West Africa,' and it's pretty spot on.  I have a lot to say to everybody, but have a listen first.  Can you see me waltzing through the alps with my banjo singing this like Maria ( Read more... )