“Am I Just Muzungu, Or…” – Going Muzungu

Last night I went muzungu. It sounds like it is, going mad, going crazy, going zungu. It is a travel sickness of sorts, a symptom of the cultural ‘shock and awe’ you can feel sometimes in a new place. There’s no antibiotic for it, or vaccine, only time and the slow, repetitive, sanding down of your temper.
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