We spent about two weeks doing fieldwork in southern Burkina Faso and northern Ghana, my fellow researchers and I. A small number of communities with small reservoirs had been selected around the town of Tenkodogo in Burkina and Zebilla in Ghana. Together with our local partners from universities and other organizations in Ouagadougou and Tamale,Continue reading “fieldworking in Tenkodogo & Zebilla (mid-April)”
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a hipster side of Tamale (mid-April)
After about a week on my own in Accra, I was joined by colleagues from other teams in the project that I am working in: two from Montpellier, France, one from London, two from Washington State, US – and so, with huge bags full of machines and equipment, we boarded a flight to Tamale. Tamale isContinue reading “a hipster side of Tamale (mid-April)”
off-duty activities in Accra (beginning of April)
It is strange, considering how much time I’ve spent in tropical climates, how much the heat of Accra affected me. I was fine walking around from office to office, sitting in waiting rooms with squeaking, barely spinning fans – but the moment I decided I was done for the day, it was like I lostContinue reading “off-duty activities in Accra (beginning of April)”
hunting for data in the capital of Ghana (beginning of April)
I left my brief vacation in Liberia, to start working in Ghana. I began with one week in Accra. It was the warmest time of the year, and I’ve never found heat so exhausting. Here, it wasn’t only the temperature. There was also a humidity, and the pollution of a large, dense city full ofContinue reading “hunting for data in the capital of Ghana (beginning of April)”
the end of a summer
I went on vacation. My intention was to make time for writing. But things rarely go as planned. I had a nice time, spent with family, reading novels, going for short trips to Swedish islands. And now, it’s the last day of my summer vacation. It’s raining in Skarpnäck, but there are still flowers inContinue reading “the end of a summer”
INTERLUDE: … while letting time pass by on Instagram
An amazing picture of a climber in sunset, National Geographic always makes me long for my backpack, but… OMG! It’s Jared Leto!? THE Jared Leto. Climbing. In the setting sun. In Yosemite National Park. Anyone who has seen My So-Called Life will understand why my heart starts beating just a little bit faster. He embodiedContinue reading “INTERLUDE: … while letting time pass by on Instagram”
crafty slow Saturday (April 2)
Once we were safely back in Monrovia after our adventures in rain forests and on thunderous oceans, I spent an entire day lying on the enormous bed in mom’s guestroom. With the air conditioner set on a comfortable 26 degrees Celsius and me smelling faintly of lavender soap, not sweat and mosquito repellent and oldContinue reading “crafty slow Saturday (April 2)”
a West African interpretation of street art
I guess it depends on your definition of street art. If it’s enough to be art appearing in urban spaces, on walls and pavements. Or if there has to be an element of illegality in it too. in that case, these political messages on the walls in Monrovia couldn’t me called street art. They wereContinue reading “a West African interpretation of street art”
living large in Liberia (March 30)
Like most cities in Africa, Monrovia is a place of enormous contrasts. The extravagance of its upper class isn’t as evident in the architecture as in many other places, but it is hidden right under the surface of the densely city. After our days in the rain forest and in small fishing villages, mom wantedContinue reading “living large in Liberia (March 30)”
time after the apocalypse
During my week in Liberia, I was reading a book about a world after the big disaster. “Station Eleven” by Emily St. John Mandel takes place in a world after the Georgian flu has wiped out the majority of the human race, and with that, civilization as we know it. In a fluid narrative meanderingContinue reading “time after the apocalypse”
Katja Malmborg 