
For those readers who noticed my last two posts — simple pictures with simple text — those are the result of the new blogging service called Posterous.
I’ve been looking for a way to integrate interesting links, images and videos into my blog without the runaround of a full-fledged post. That way when my faithful readers (I’m looking at you, Murph) what to comment on a link, they don’t have to atach it to whatever blog post happens to be at the top of the list.
So there’ll be a lot more drivel here over the next little bit. But you will be able to comment on it.
Enjoy.
As much as I’d like to make this an evocative epic post, I’ve only just finished packing, it’s late and I feel like the past two days have been pretty much a blur. And the fyorenol I took this afternoon is beginning to wear off. But at this time tomorrow—we’ll be in a 747 bound for Zambia.
My original intention was to make an elaborate post describing our itinerary, reminiscing about the previous three trips to Botswana, and waxing poetic on that special something that makes Africa unforgettable, inescapable and intoxicating. It is all those things but I am at the moment too exhausted to even try to describe them.