When I threw a pebble into Mohammed and Gonda’s well, I heard a faint thump, not the splashing of water. Read more…
Tag: walking
Homeward Bound
I am home in the unfamiliar, in the discovery, in the discomfort of the unknown. Read more…
Home
Oh desert of the Sahara Read more…
Being
Soriya running across a Saharan dune. Read more…
Alzhara Walking
I have created “Alzharawalking” to post reflections, stories, and encounters inspired and facilitated by my world walking. Read more…
Péripatéticienne
“Ariane, you are a péripatéticienne!” jokingly declared my friend Issouf. I had just declined his offer for a ride to go pick up my son Soriya at school. It was a thirty-minute walk away. “No Read more…