Farewell to Max
One week ago, I was in Johannesburg frantically searching for my connecting flight to New York. I was easily distracted, of course, by numerous milkshake and food kiosks, but I managed to find it on time. Fellow passengers snickered at me as I walked by since I was sporting a traditional Malagasy straw hat with a plastic chameleon strung to it; a gift given to me by the other volunteers when I left KAFS. I … Read More