Ouch! Venezse pulls the tiny baby hairs close to my head. It feels like she’s ripping them out of my scalp the way she handles them. Pulled tight, tighter, tighter,…
Matènwa
I didn’t know what it was when we first approached it: some sort of circular autodrome-like structure made of cement walls and a tin, silo-like roof. The walls reach about…
Nan Avyon An
At this point I have been in Haiti for one day. In my experiences in São Tomé, I have found many similarities. Perhaps more similarities than differences in the food,…