Visiting Africa is quite a bit like returning home, even if you’re not originally from there. It is a place we should all visit.
It is a wonderful feeling when someone says “Oh, you are from Zimbabwe? What a beautiful country! I was there a little while ago and…” It takes me right back to the flamboyant trees and dark red mud. For some slight narcissistic reason, I feel instantly connected to this person just because they’ve also had… Read More →
Since returning from a wonderful visit home, I have found myself asking a question more often: what is a relationship? Is it after you’ve broken bread together or signed a contract or continuously bumped into one another at the gym? Or is it based on whether you ‘click’ or not? © Clare Munn Roger’s 21st… Read More →
I am always surprised that we feel culture is one thing we can always understand. But perhaps if we step back, might we want to alter our approach to understanding a particular one, instead of understanding culture as a whole? © Clare Munn I come from a country of approximately twelve million people, where ten… Read More →
Growing up Zimbabwean has taught me many things but, like a silly goat, I perhaps didn’t learn to pause until quite recently. I travel a bit too much. The hurried rush of the crowds, a constant change in scenery, and an almost clockwork level of order stir up my fondness for home. It was, after… Read More →