Lesotho is simultaneously strange and familiar to me. Lesotho is the country of my birth, the country of my childhood and teenagehood. Lesotho is the country that I left for many years, and is now the country that I have returned to.
Lesotho is contradictions, clashes, fusions. Landlocked by South Africa. Fiercely independent. Extreme poverty. Lavish wealth. Mountaintop villages. Crowded city. Steadfast traditions. Creeping modernity.
Lesotho is burgeoning, growing, changing. People are asking questions. New conversations are being had. Movements are emerging. Conservatism is being rattled.
This blog is a collection of my efforts to document these stories. If you would like to get in touch, drop me an email: firstname.lastname@example.org.