Last week, just as the third wave of the pandemic was nearing a crescendo in South Africa, I boarded a United Airlines flight from Joburg to Newark, New Jersey. It wasn’t an ideal time to travel but I’d booked the flight several weeks earlier. It had been a year and a half since I visited my family and I wanted to seize the opportunity to get vaccinated in the United States.
Thoughts on the U.S. Presidential Election, From Afar
Yesterday morning, I woke up and watched a recording of Joe Biden and Kamala Harris’ presidential election victory speeches. I was extremely far removed from that stage in Wilmington, Delaware – sitting in bed at my house in Johannesburg with my iPhone balanced on my knees, watching the speeches on YouTube. I was happy and excited but didn’t expect to feel overly emotional.
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Lockdown Journal: Day 39 (The Arabbers)
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It’s Day 39 of the South African lockdown.
I woke up late, supremely unmotivated, and spent much of the morning conducting a photoshoot with three horned melons (also called kiwanos, African horned cucumbers, spiked melons, and many other names).