Fair warning. This post is related to the sadder and more difficult side to Sierra Leone. It isn’t necessarily what you want to hear if you would like to visit. But you would not necessarily see what I am describing if you have travelled or in the future travel here. So don’t let it put you off. But it is a side that I have experienced.
Driving Under Heavy Machinery… Continue reading Accidents and Unrest: The Sadder Side of Sierra Leone
I’m still alive! Sorry all for the delayed blog, life can get busy at times… And by busy, I mean I took a week off work as I had a lovely and amazing friend come visit me!
Hanging Out Drinking Ice Tea at Balmaya Continue reading Holiday and Visitor!
Be willing to step outside your comfort zone once in a while; take the risks in life that seem worth taking. The ride might not be as predictable if you’d just planted your feet and stayed put, but it will be a heck of a lot more interesting.
Edward Whitacre, Jr.
So many things have happened recently that have made my life very interesting. So this blog is about the “interesting times” that I have experienced and at times endured.
Fullmoon Nights at the Beach
Continue reading To Live in Interesting Times
What have I always believed? That on the whole, and by and large, if a man lived properly, not according to what any priests said, but according to what seemed decent and honest inside, then it would, at the end, more or less, turn out all right.”
― Terry Pratchett, Small Gods
I have been chastised for not providing the story behind the Mormons marching photo… my apologies! There wasn’t much to what I saw, I was sitting at a café called Balmaya. And then there was a marching band playing, followed by a procession of people marching along behind them. And as quickly as they were there they were gone down a side street where they disappeared. Continue reading Of Religion, Why I Don’t Have Children, and People
If kresman tek yu klos, yu no fo ron afta – ram yu neked wan. If yu du am, den go tek una tu as kresman den.
If a madman takes your clothes you shouldn’t run after him naked. If you do, people will think that both of you are crazy.
Sierra Leonean Proverb (Kono)
Red Dusty Freetown
So I have a bit of free time (a bit of a rarity at the moment) so thought I would write and give you all an update of what’s going on this side of the African continent. Continue reading Life Advice and Experiences in Freetown
One should absorb the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar.
So it has been an interesting period since I last posted a blog! Apologies for not putting another blog one up earlier. I had some technical issues with my laptop! But not to worry everything is more or less working now.
So since I last wrote the New Year has come, so firstly, here is to 2017! I wish I could write something about the amazing, crazy and mind blowing night that I had bringing in the 2017. However, I went to bed… After spending Christmas with 200 children I got sick with a nasty chest infection and so the new year was brought in with more of a whimper than a bang. That being said, I actually started getting a lot better on the first day of the new year, so I am hoping that is an auspicious sign for the 2017. Continue reading Living in Freetown
There are some oddities in the perspective with which we see the world. The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.
Being away from friends and family is surprisingly difficult over the Christmas – New Year period. It seems I miss the family drama that inevitable occurs over this period, or perhaps it is that I am having a realisation that I simply miss my friends and family. I had this feeling on Christmas Eve, when I was sitting by myself sipping a beer at a The Hub writing a few Christmas messages to family and friends around the world. Now I am at Franco’s (Francisca’s) a quaint restaurant on the beach about half an hour out of Freetown, writing this and reflecting. Continue reading A Festive Season in Freetown