(kwah – beh – nay)
We arrived safely on the afternoon of August 17. Though I am getting used to them, bush plane flights continue to feel precarious to me. They’re almost like being in a small bus that’s cruising at 1,000 feet—it would be a surreal experience if each bout with turbulence didn’t make your stomach turn…
This week, for the second time in as many months, I will arrive in Kitindi. The circumstances are quite different this time, however, because this time it is to stay…
After one week in Kitindi, I write about food and its deep ties to Congolese history!
I hope this letter finds you well! I’m excited to share that I recently graduated from the University of Chicago…