“Mzungu, Mzungu,”  I hear joy hollered from the road side as I cycle past raising my tired arm from the grips of the dusty

  Somewhere in far western Kenya in the village whose name I did not catch I was adopted, taken in by a hard working nurse

I am percolating with a certain kind of elation that I have not felt in some time, hit by a wonderful speed ball of energetic

As I push forth through the final hill on the outskirts of Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, the firewood carriers have captured my attention.  Women, bundles of

Swooosh, the steepest descent since leaving the Dali Llama’s Himalaya hill top months ago  is beneath my smoking wheels. Literally, my back wheel rim is practically smoking,

What the….? The infamous Ethiopia is in sight.  The border is a medley of mayhem, merchants, touts, money changers and self appointed guides.  The wonderful

The parched hills of the Sudan/Ethiopia border region are a pleasant distraction from my own thirst. Dehydrated river banks lead into arid stream beds as

As the sandy Sahara sunshine beats down on my salty back, the kilometers pass me by. At times, the tail wind shifts to a sideways

Camel as defined as a creature of arid inhabitant, they carry their own water in their hump, comes in many varieties  and colors, they live

As I pedal along just outside Dongola having pedaled about 170km today, making up for the the sand storm loss of a day, I peer