
…a surreal moment in time.
I have not been successful rediscovering my “Me” over these past five weeks because I learned I had already discovered her so many decades ago.

looking at what is… seeing what could be. Welcome to my "Market Place" Sherry Cantrick…forever space cowgirl

…a surreal moment in time.
I have not been successful rediscovering my “Me” over these past five weeks because I learned I had already discovered her so many decades ago.

…since the beginning of our travels we have visited 11 countries and not of yet, seen any of the great five (elephant/tiger/lion/hippo/ giraffe). This is a discovery of mankind expedition. It has been awakening, humbling, and concerning. Awakening as I observe a store proprietor find value in selling wood scraps to create fires for families to make their evening meals in a country where wood is non existent. I have been humbled as we have visited multitudes of tribal schools where we visit the very young who are captivated about the excitement of life and then we meet the teenagers who are lost in the complexity of their tribe’s rituals, seeking to find their own idenity as social media challenges who they are. Concerning…. as we learn the population growth statistics and the impact of these predictions.

…as we travel these waters we have additional security and all of our ship lights are off… as all those ships that surround us. I only see darkness everywhere.

It felt like we were on Mars today. The topography held no emotion. The beauty… such cold blatant strength of volcanoes long ago. I felt alone and humbled as our vehicle traversed the earth. I felt emptiness… so appropriate as I journey to find my “Me” again… for the second time in my life.

We have traveled 1400 miles over the past 6 days. We are spending the next two days only at sea moving forward another 1000 miles of this 6500 mile journey along the west coast to Cape Town. I never realized just how large Africa is.



This is our morning wake up call as we travel along Morocco.
…walk with me.
I am indifferent tonight. I am on this unbelievable voyage visiting 13 countries on the west side of Africa with people who are my age with unbelievable life stories. I am no longer interested in how a life story was going to be created. I am interested in how a life story was lived.
I spent today reading a very humbling book, “The memory of an elephant 🐘.
As I spoke earlier… I am trying to find my “Me” again.
I must…

