by Amy LeBlanc
September 2, 2010
“1,500 kwacha,” says the man in the market as we examine a second-hand tank top, which he priced at $10 CAD. I’ve avoided the market for most of my two months here, knowing that my bartering skills are lacking and not wishing to haggle over used clothing. “Those are not the actual prices,” I say [...]
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by Amy LeBlanc
August 25, 2010
Last week I narrowly escaped a deadly encounter with a minibus. The last words I would have read would have been “Fear God” in flashing blue on the hood of the car. Do you think it means something that I almost got run over by the fear of God? Minibuses aren’t the only sources of [...]
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