Lion Tales

            I have a confession to make. Okay here it goes. I’ve never shined shoes before. There I said it. A simple task known by most gentlemen was totally beyond me up until a few days ago.            Here in Botswana there’s red dirt everywhere. It’s the dust in the air, the dirt on the floors and the lint in your pockets (I only know that after hand washing everything I own). So needless to say, a pair of black shoes quickly begins looking like the album cover to the White Stripes “Seven Nation Army”. It’s not a pretty picture. What’s more is that how you express yourself Is essential to integrating into Batswana culture (Batswana means the people of Botswana). My Language and Cultural Facilitator (LCF) told me the first thing people look at here is your shoes. Who knew that Forest Gump was actually right? From there, they’re going to judge every aspect of your appearance. Bad shoes can mean the start of a bad connection with someone. So that being said, I grabbed a brush a