|The traveling matriarch surrounded by some of her family.|
The other photos I have of her are sans makeup and she would write me
out of her will and/or curse me from the grave if I posted one of those.
So we had the following conversation with Neverthirst:
|The photo I took for my grandmother.|
|The building I told my grandmother was the one that my grandfather built.|
I mean, it could be...
|A super cool old friend from 10+ years ago|
who made the trip to see me because she's the Best.
|Old old friends, conveniently with the same name,|
so as our mental faculties start to go, we won't struggle to remember who we are.
|She took me terrorism touristing so I could see where the attack was.|
|Tim, one of the guys we did the project with in Burkina, standing by his fancy rig.|
|Mark, the other guy we worked with there, standing by the open well|
where the people used to get their water before the new bore hole.
|Another old friend who came by to see me. It's nice to have friends|
that want to hang out with me when I'm in their countries.
|This is not relevant, but look what happened to my Ginger Pepsi Max|
that I left in the car for an hour in the heat of the day--it exploded.
That's the power of the Chadian sun.
|Any challengers? Think you can beat me at this game?|
(Note to Neverthirst guys: you won't.)
|Also note to Neverthirst guys: this picture|