“Lots of bug-a-bug and cockroaches,” Sam observed as we peered in at the chaos. Sure enough, our flashlight revealed that the writhing floor was a multitude of three-inch African cockroaches scurrying every which way. The tunnels climbing the walls had been sculpted by termites, or bug-a-bug as the Liberians colorfully named them. The tomb-like odor […]
Chapter 5: Dr. Livingston, I Presume… Roberts Field Liberia
We made it to the right terminal on the right day and at the right time. In fact, our fear of missing the plane insisted we be four hours early. We watched lots of planes take off and land. Finally, we found ourselves flying over a rough Atlantic. To quote Snoopy, “it was a dark […]
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