Ok, it has been a month exactly since I have said anything. At least on here anyway. I am still in the process of writing about Zanzibar and while doing so, I noticed that I had a lot to say. Quite frankly between the time spent on other things and making sure I download true to my journey, I am still filling out my day one notes. Because of the length, I will break the days down into parts, for your sake and mine. In the meantime, I thought this was interesting enough to sha

During this 6-week recovery, I decided to make the most of it. Or whatever that actually means. I had no expectation of being a good or quick recovering patient. That notion came from fear of the unknown (for my first surgery), and knowing that I have absolutely no ease when it comes to hospitals, sickness or anything remotely gruesome – meaning blood and any other bodily fluid. None of this was not because I had no faith in myself to be strong; I simply didn’t know how to f

PRE POST: CURRENT Source photo courtesy of Y. Alston, 2017 *As of this post, Aruba is officially over, and in the past. My timing was spot on, because as of next week, I will be out for the count. I do not anticipate that I will post during this time. Recovery time for my surgery is around 6 weeks, and my only true goal will be to focus on that only. After surgery, I have major plans, and getting back to 100% is paramount. This recovery time will not be only physical. It will

THURSDAY, DECEMBER 22, 2016 During this entire trip, this is the only morning, besides the day I return home, that I had to be serious about obeying the alarm clock. This is also the only morning thus far that there was not a bagel somewhere in my hand with a coffee. Because of the time, and the fact that I would be fed on the ship, trying to run out for a breakfast sandwich seemed like a waste. When I purchased the ticket for the cruise, I was told that I was to go to Pelica

WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 21, 2016 Song "Lost and Found," courtesy of Shafiq Husayn, feat. Bilal and Jimetta Rose, 2009 Most days, when I wake up,Monday through Friday, it is with a scowl. Scowl at the alarm clock for disrupting that final hour of the best sleep ever, scowl for reminding me that I have to get somewhere by a certain time, and lately a scowl for rebooting all the thoughts that I had finally managed to quiet. While I have been on my “life sabbatical,” when the alarm c