When 26 African and American musicians came together for a singular performance in the Algerian desert. Plus, I got a little wild with a few American friends who came for the show.
A weekend trip to the “Cubist painting” southern Algerian town of Ghardaia offers more than just vintage rugs at amazingly low prices.
After three years living in Algeria, I will miss a lot.
Sleeping under the starry skies in the Sahara Desert, collecting desert guards and Tuareg jewelry, and swimming in a crystal clear desert Oasis = magic.
Happy another year in the early 2020s! I think it’s becoming increasingly clear as the COVID pandemic turns endemic that we’ll all look back on this time as one four or five year chunk rather than as individual, distinct years. I am typing this post poolside, under a breadfruit tree, 50 yards from the Indian […]
One thing I’ve learned about living in non-Christian countries is that if you want Christmas, you have to create it for yourself. In Algiers, come December, there’s no “All I Want for Christmas” blasting from grocery store speakers, no twinkling lights on street poles, and certainly no falling snow. But all those cozy and fun […]
It was a cold and rainy November in Algiers, but the dreariness was lifted with some cozy diplomatic parties, including the annual Marine Ball.
When your bathroom mishap ends up in an Algerian newspaper.
I’ve been blogging for so long now that I feel like I’ve written quite a few “And Our Next Post Is” posts. (And I have! Big reveals for Jerusalem, Morocco, Algiers). I’ve even done polls on where my blog readers think we should go. None of that this time. I’ll just come out and tell […]
Well, it’s August already. In the year 2021, supposedly. But is it truly even a new year? A year ago in Algeria, international flights had just started to open up, and Adam and I jumped on the chance to go to Greece for a few weeks. Our trip to Crete, Santorini, Naxos, and Sifnos, was […]