Over the river and through the woods, up the Indian, along the coast, through dozens of tiny Xhosa villages, and on horseback— or beat-up Volkswagon— the whole time.

Tonight was my last night out with my housemates, and I can’t believe four months went by so fast.  What a journey. What good people. My heart feels full.

Going quiet until my return on the 10th. Have a great weekend, everybody.