Bungee jumping off the highest jump in the world, from the Bloukrans Bridge in South Africa (approx. 600 ft)
Shark diving with 14 Great Whites in Gansbaai, South Africa
Walking (and scoring a little light petting action) with lion cubs in Victoria Falls, Zambia
Hanging out with the locals on the Okavango Delta, Botswana
Minding our Meerkat manners in the Kalahari Desert, Botswana
And taking in the expanse of the Makadikadi Salt Pans, Botswana
"Africa Time" is the perceived cultural tendency, in most parts of Africa, toward a more relaxed attitude to time (Thank you Wikipedia for that neatly-wrapped definition). While it's sometimes said as a pejorative reference to tardiness, I defend the good nature of wrapping yourself up in the less-crucial, and getting lost in the irrelevant. I'm not fast enough to process the world in "real time," and am irrevocably 15 minutes late to my own life, but it's this time that gets me where I need (and want) to be.
Learning anything from scratch is hard. Trying something new is hard. Taking a risk is hard. Following through is hard. Pushing forward is hard. Accepting it is hard is hard. The whole business bonanza is hard, but after a year of fumbling down this slow road——house-hopping, odd-jobbing, first-trying, and outright-guessing——I'm marching on, undiscouraged. It's uncomfortable not to know how things will turn out, but I have a fire under my ass, and there's no comfort in that either. I believe that Warren Tales can carve out its chance at success, and even if I wheel it in on "Africa Time," we'll get there when we're good and ready.
This week's gleaming accomplishment and celebration:
Business License and Tax Registration
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