
Nairobi, the capital city of Kenya
The Following is a guest post from Will Wolf
I’m about 7 months into a 2-year round-the-world trip, and to date, I’ve done and seen a couple of things. I’ve line-danced through gypsy parties in Buenos Aires, almost drowned in Class-5 Nile River in Uganda, and paid a man named Mohammed to dig Abdullah and I’s SUV out of the dunes of the Dubai desert. I’ve still got quite a bit of traveling left to do, but if and when it is all over, the people will have questions–superlative questions. When it’s all over, they’ll ask me things like: “What’s the best thing you did?” “What was your favorite country?” “What’s your craaaziest story?” “How many times did you think you were going to die?!”
So far, I don’t have many answers–there’s much more travel to go. However, there is one question to which I do believe I have the answer–one bout of utter bizarreness and confusion which will likely not be bested. After 7 months of travel, here is the single weirdest thing that has happened to me. Continue reading


