Under African Skies

I’ve come to the realization that almost all of my friends lead far more interesting lives than I do. Case in point: Lindsey Reed, a.k.a. the Reeder, a.k.a. “151 was flowing like water!”, who last year decided to up and go with her boyfriend Kyt and move to London to become a nurse. Six months of the NHS was more than enough to scare her away, and so she quit her job and started travelling. Last week, she sent me two stunning photo albums from her journeys to Morocco and Egypt (you may have to register with Shutterly in order to see these, but I really don’t see it being my responsibility to find out). Go on, have a look; the Morocco pictures are especially breathtaking. Lindsey hasn’t actually given me permission to post these links, but…well, she owes me one after I took her Phantom of the Opera virginity last year in London. So there.

Seeing these pictures–as well as hearing Sarah Fleming’s stories from her month in Mexico and Colombia–has strengthened my own feelings of wanderlust, and pretty soon I’m gonna have to start looking into transatlantic flights for August. In the meantime, I’ve now got two trips to New York City to look forward to: barely a month after Jeff, Jamie and I go in search of the ghost of Babe Ruth then Bri and I are heading down for a romantic weekend getaway…or, well, a weekend running from one Broadway show to the next. But with $120 roundtrip flights from Buffalo, how can you say no? New York first; then, the world!

(By the way, Gulley, that’s two blatant Graceland references in three blog entires; at this point I’m daring you not to comment.)

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7 thoughts on “Under African Skies

  1. hey steve.i didn’t know you blogged. erin told me and apparently you post alot. wow.anyhow, from your posts i can tell you still like.1. soccer (would you prefer if i called it football?)2. phantom of the opera.perfect!

  2. I didn’t know you blogged, either, until you told me. The first thing I saw when I clicked on your link was…a shirtless Kyle! Perfect! If it’s alright with you, I’ll put a link to your blog up on mine so I’ll have 24/7 access to it from now on. Hope you’re doing well!

  3. Gulley, this post is *clearly* not related to football whatsoever. Besides, the other Graceland reference was in a title; surely you’d have at least noticed it, taken a mental note and moved on? But if not…well…Emaweni webabaSilale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniWebaba silale maweniHomeless, homelessMoonlight sleeping on a midnight lakeHomeless, homelessMoonlight sleeping on a midnight lakeWe are homeless, we are homelessThe moonlight sleeping on a midnight lakeAnd we are homeless, homeless, homelessThe moonlight sleeping on a midnight lakeZio yami, zio yami, nhliziyo yamiNhliziyo yami amakhaza asengi buleleNhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yamiNhliziyo yami, angibulele amakhazaNhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yamiNhliziyo yami somandla angibulele mamaZio yami, nhliziyo yamiNhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yamiToo loo loo, too loo looToo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo looToo loo loo, too loo looToo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo looStrong wind destroy our homeMany dead, tonight it could be youStrong wind, strong windMany dead, tonight it could be youAnd we are homeless, homelessMoonlight sleeping on a midnight lakeHomeless, homelessMoonlight sleeping on a midnight lakeHomeless, homelessMoonlight sleeping on a midnight lakeSomebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody sing hello, hello, helloSomebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody cry why, why, why?Somebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody sing hello, hello, helloSomebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody cry why, why, why?Somebody say ih hih ih hih ihYitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) yitho omanqobaEsanqoba lonke ilizwe(ih hih ih hih ih) Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih)Esanqoba phakathi e EnglandYitho omanqobaEsanqoba phakathi e LondonYitho omanqobaEsanqoba phakathi e EnglandSomebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody sing hello, hello, helloSomebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody cry why, why, why?Somebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody sing hello, hello, helloSomebody say ih hih ih hih ihSomebody cry why, why, why?KulumanKulumani, Kulumani sizweSingenze njaniBaya jabula abasi thanda yoHoThere.

  4. just be happy i am only shirtless in that picture. i almost posted a full body shot. yes, i would be honoured to be considered one of your friends who blog.

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