Signs of Lusaka

Lusaka, Zambia — My father could pick up enough of almost any language to get around (the single exception I know of was Hungarian) in two days, by walking the streets, which he liked to do wherever he went, and reading the signs.

I didn’t inherit his talent, and the most widespread language is English here. I read the signs for the same reason he did, though, for the stories they tell.

This is what I saw today:






One Response

  1. Love the pictures Tig. I hope you’re doing well.

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