Good Morning Beloved Ones !  I started writing this about 24 hours ago in my dormitory room in Kara.  I am now back in the Hotel dining room in Lomé.  Of those 24 hours, 6 long ones were spent riding in the back seat of a hot humid car.  The Togolaise "inter-state" makes for fascinating… Continue reading September 4 — Alone

At the back of my second floor dormitory room is a porch.  When I open the door and step out into the heat and humidity, I look out across a corn field to see the Kara River.  The river has been running very high.  Yesterday we had downpours of rain in near cloudburst proportions.  So… Continue reading September 2 — The River is High — Kara, Togo