Back, in Action
Just home from a beach weekend on Zanzibar (island off of the Tanzanian coast). Had an interesting experience to say the least. The 2-second picture: Rastafarians, Masai tribesmen, and international tourists mixed up in a silken-sanded cove kissing teal water at the end of a shack and trash-fire 5-mile-an-hour dirt road. It was odd and nice at the same time—met many people (and fish), snorkeled and sailed, threw back rum runners on the beach, even learned some life lessons. More to come…
But for now, sleep, as work starts tomorrow. We got approved Friday and are all squared away to fire up. 7:00 wake-up call (following the 4:00 mosquito wake-up call, following the 5:45 muslim imam wake-up call, following the 6:15 rooster wake-up call), I’m going to have to start being a real person now. But I’m glad for it somehow; I’m sick to my stomach of waiting. Good to be back, good to be doing good.
All good things,
John
