I’m not one for taking pictures of my meals. But I apparently did enough of it in Brazil to make a food post. So here goes. Acaraje – akara, koose A snack of meat – at the stadium sprinkled with farina (gari) Yummy shrimp Fries – with cheese and bacom The corn is boiled before […]
Don't Flush the Toilet Paper & Other Stories
In the hotels and even in some public bathrooms there is a hose next to the toilet that you are supposed to use to clean yourself with. There usually is toilet paper available too but this is to be used to dry yourself off after first using the hose. Then you are supposed to put […]
Brazilian Sisters of the Night
I didn’t realize until much later that prostitution is legal in Brazil…as long as the prostitute is over 18. There were posters discouraging sex tourism at the Brazilian consulate in New York when I went for my visa so I assumed it was illegal. In hindsight, were I to be a prostitute in Brazil, a […]
Solo in Brazil, The Final Chapter
I was sad to leave Natal, having met some quality people. I was looking forward to not having to run into THE BOYS seeing how they were staying in rental homes and I had hotel reservations and had changed my flight itinerary. But as fate would have it, I found myself arriving to the airport […]
Solo in Brazil, Part Deux
It had been an arduous trip but I made it to Brazil, then to Natal, and then to my hotel. It was time for me to try and relax. I went down to the lobby to have dinner and watch the England – Italy match. I invited myself to a table at which an Economics […]
Loaded Pockets, Slow Feet, Black Stars Lose to Portugal
I spent most of the Portugal – Ghana match leaned against the railing thinking about my garden, wondering if my tomatoes and strawberries had turned red yet, whether there had been enough rain or people stopping by to water, and whether the wild animals of the neighbourhood had discovered my bounty. Once in a while, […]
The English Are Fun Losers
By the time I arrived in Belo Horizonte for the Costa Rica – England match, England was already out of the tournament. Who would have thought that Costa Rica would top that group…over Italy, Uruguay, and well England. No matter. I was to meet a dear friend, Tricks, who over the years had become an […]
The Black Stars Finally Show Up
After the disappointing match against the US, spirits were low in advance of the Germany match. I would tell everyone who asked or who tried to patronize me (Americans) that there was no need to worry because Ghana will certainly beat Germany and still have a chance to advance out of the group stage. We […]
Soaking in the sun in Fortaleza
I was sad to leave Natal for Fortaleza. I had had fun. Met decent people. Had good conversation. When I arrived at my hotel in Fortaleza Thursday evening I was even sadder. Instead of the cheerful feminine conceirge men I had in Natal, I was met by an ice-queen of a woman. The whole hotel […]
Enjoying Natal
I have met quite a variety of people here. From the random guys on the streets with whom I chat up briefly and take pictures with based on what they are wearing to people in my hotel lobby. The other day a young man (I almost feel old enough to call him a boy) tried […]
A lover of mangoes. A woman - smart, without pretense, lefthanded, Afropolitan - navigating this thing called life. An unapologetic believer in social justice and karma. Choosing to radiate positive energy and be true to myself. Here, my musings.