The International Itch

It is soooo the itch you can't scratch.

All I can think about are the cherubs outside of Kigali. My peluches on the banks of the Amazon. The lessons in Nigerian Parliament. How sick I felt in Tijuana. And how much I would take that sickness - any feeling - over this monotony.

Are Americans so helpless that all we can do is rant over the things that we don't like, then get up and do something? Or be thankful for the things we do have?

P.S. I need to live somewhere that appreciates nutritious food (i.e. not America).

Documentaries you should see:
1) The Business of Birth
2) The Future of Food