A three hour class on Africa can be good for the soul, but bad for the eyes. I'm about to close mine. If only we weren't reading out of the book for a lecture. It's already dark outside, which is usually the time of day that I contemplate eating something before bed time, but on this rare occasion that I go to class, I'm sitting up in an uncomfortable torture device, learning and blogging about Africa.
Kudos to all the other web-surfers in here!
No comments:
Post a Comment