Hey-yo! This is certainly a lot later written than I was hoping for, but with the Tent season over, my life spared in Africa, and the up-coming opportunities I am trying to wrestle with I have come to believe that it's about one thing at a time. I hope to post more regularly (at least once a month to be reasonable), but I have a tendency to gloss over items that others might find particularly interesting. For example: I stated that I went to Africa, or Zambia to be more specific. While there I ate food, went to the bathroom in a hut with a hole in the ground, and survived a dangerous hippo attack.
Yes, that kind of hippo. The story takes a while to fully explain, but the gist comes down to me in a canoe, and a very upset, territorial hippo. People keep bothering me about not getting it on camera, but let's be honest, I'd rather be alive without a video than dead and . . . you know. Well I think that's enough excitement for this edition, so until next time--don't mess with hippo's. I mean it.