Where am I?
July 31, 2008
Does it mean I travel too much if I have to make a conscious effort to remember where I am? I don’t just mean that get disoriented when I wake up, thinking I’m at home and then being surprised to find my head on an unfamiliar pillow. I mean walking through my Ugandan office thinking “Filipino culture is really interesting!” Or gazing blankly out the window at the red dirt, with no idea what continent it’s part of.
Could the red dirt be Georgia clay?? I guess not.