Memories of far away places

Over the past two nights I've had some of the most fun conversations in a long while. Last night Ghost and I stayed up late tracking travel stories. He has family in Colombia and told me about festivals, parks, and crazy gangs that made stuff not so fun. In return, I told him some of my stories from London, Cameroon, and Ethiopia. It was fun just going back and forth for hours.

Tonight Rabbit kept me up asking about Cameroon and Ethiopia. While most people are content to hear the few highlight stories, Rabbit kept asking questions. What were the people like? How did they treat you? How did you get around town? What did you do for fun? What school like?

He was most interested in the market. Once I started describing the markets in both Cameroon and Ethiopia, we must have stayed there for three quarters of an hour. Pulling all those memories out - most of which I had not touched since I got back - took me back to Africa. At the end of our conversation I had to thank Rabbit for letting me relive those experiences. I now realize just how awesome that time was and miss it even more.