As I write this post, it is 1:30 am. Brent is sleeping beside me and I am up doing some last-minute reservations and clearing off my work laptop. Before I hand it in tomorrow and we head for two months of nomadic adventure, it felt appropriate to write one last blog post.
It's been an emotional week of goodbyes. Tonight we put our hands on the "helping hands" wall, listened to some speeches and songs from our volunteer friends, and then went for a final feast at the auto-parts-shop-BBQ-joint we so love. We felt blessed and loved by those around us. It has been harder to say goodbye to our Tanzanian friends, knowing that our friends from England, Australia and the US might be able to come visit us some day but the Tanzanians probably won't be able to. As one teacher told me, "I feel like a small fish in the big pond of your life plans." Brent and I have the luxury of traveling around the globe, meeting people, and leaving when things aren't great. Most Tanzanians don't have anything near that luxury.
We are excited for the next phase of our adventure. But we are also so, so grateful for our experience here- for the people we've met, the gorgeous scenery we have encountered, the bugs and reptiles we (Brent) have followed around, the babies we have cuddled
and the lessons we have learned. I think we are both walking away
from this year with more questions than answers about this world, but
this is a good thing. Kwa heri (goodbye), Tanzania. We hope to see you
again one day.
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| I was going for an African sunset... unfortunately some green spilled in the yellow. |
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| Brent will paint a little maple leaf in the middle tomorrow morning after the rain stops. What a patriot. |
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| The fabulous "vollies" we have come to love- (from left): Monique, Nigel, Jane, Helen, Pat, Brent and Rachel. |
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