The Story

I have asked myself, “How did I get here?” Not once, not twice…multiple times. At least 3 times a week. The 5 second version is simple. My wife took a job as a hospitalist at Princess Marina Hospital in Gaborone, Botswana and I came along for the adventure. But nothing is that simple, is it? Truth be told, I came here on an airplane, arriving at the dusty Gaborone airport on a late August afternoon, exhausted from a journey that took two days in flinging me across three continents an ocean and a sea. And I arrived frazzled as I had lost my cat. Yes, my cat. A 16 pound cat, in fact. One might think it impossible to lose touch with such a behemoth of fur and whiskers, but considering that nearly everybody arriving in Gaborone arrives sans one or more of their accompaniments, finding that my cat had gone missing was not surprising…just severely distressing. Who brings a cat from the U.S. all the way to Botswana? Ah…who indeed?