In moments of hazy confusion I mix languages, I forget cultural basics, I speak of “here” as if I were elsewhere, I wake from sleep unsure of where I am.

Peanut plant pulled fresh from the earth in Sinsina village,  offered as a gift.

This is the hand behind this awesome blog,

most recently on aid work in the Central African Republic,

but on many other things as well,

and also the hand behind this moving, inspiring, and oft-hilarious twitter feed.

major props, my friend.