
In Uganda I am shackled by my outsiderness. I cannot be totally myself, because I am not just me. I am America. With so much animosity toward Americans around the world, whether I like it or not, … [Read more...]
Almost every window in Uganda is protected by bars. Pretty, decorative bars, but bars nonetheless. The doors too are barred. While I am used to only screen doors protecting my regular doors in the … [Read more...]