Dangerous Destinations

That was a possible title for this blog back when I presented my proposal to RT upon my return from West Africa. But after a lot of thought, we changed it to Dangerous Dispatches because, let’s face it, I can’t be traveling all the time. Eventually one must go home for at least a few weeks. Any more time spent doing the same-old-same-old however, and I begin to feel the dreaded cabin fever setting in. I feel fat, lazy, dull, and irritable. What did the great American novelist Jim Harrison once say about the writer’s need to seek adventures? “When it feels as though you’re typing with 16-ounce gloves on, it’s time to get out of the house. Sometimes for weeks at a time.”