November - 2015

Guyana

Guyana

Guyana, 2015 As the crow flies Majuro, Marshall Islands to Georgetown, Guyana spans about 1/3 of the globe. It took three days and 10,000 miles but we finally stumbled onto the humid Guyanese tarmac late on the night of 10/15. We arrived to our hotel rooms past midnight with the knowledge that we'd have to set our alarms for a 6:45 am lobby call. Our first day in Georgetown was a blur; 4 radio shows, two television appearances and 4 meetings with various officials and then to

Pakistan

Pakistan

The early morning is filled with sound as I lie in the darkness of my room. Not only do I hear the insistent cackle of the rooster but also for the first time in my life I am hearing the Muslim “call to prayer”. Every morning and several times during the day since we’ve gotten to Islamabad we have heard the cantor’s voice drifting through the city. The quality of the sound is ethereal, I am never sure when it begins and when exactly it stops, or where exactly the voice is com

Lamis and the Refugee Women of Afganistan

Lamis and the Refugee Women of Afganistan

Today was another heartbreaking/heartwarming day, the kind that we have experienced many times over on our travels through Central Asia. Not only was it a day off for us tired souls of Della Mae but also we were able to use our free time to travel to a shop in Dushanbe called Lamis. Lamis was spearheaded by a woman named Marina Specht in March of 2012. The purpose of the shop is to employ vulnerable Afghan refugee women who literally have no other options for work. The women

Heart of Art

Heart of Art

“Do you know how to play Justin Bieber songs?” In 43 days of travel throughout Central and South Asia, this was the question we got asked the most. In case you were wondering, the answer is no. Della Mae, the all female bluegrass band I perform with plays traditional and original americana, roots, indie and bluegrass. We were chosen along with 12 other bands to represent the United States in a program called American Music Abroad. In six weeks we traveled from Pakistan to Uzb

The Marshall Islands

The Marshall Islands

The thirtieth country that I had the pleasure of traveling to was none other than the sparsely populated and tiny Marshall Islands. The capitol, Majuro, bobs in the middle of the Pacific with enough room for an airplane to land astride a 30 mile road. Approximately 79,000 people live atop this scattering of coral and sand atolls glued together with palm trees and salt. Marshellese people, at one time, voyaged between the 29 islands with ease using their surprisingly accurate

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