The future cover of our first CD.
I’m on top of the world!
Least favorite moments of the trip: seeing all American cash in the register drawer of a Zimbabwe grocery store, a blatant reminder of the unrest in that country…feeling creeped out (by men of multiple races, for the record) on a sunset cruise…the time I deliberately didn’t shake a salesman’s hand (because I didn’t want to get hounded by him)—which I felt really guilty about…any sweaty waiting inside a border patrol office…and so much calculation among different currencies.
Favorite moments of the trip: listening to a French couple (who are bicycling across Africa) play accordion long into the night…sipping iced tea flavored with mint while chatting with a fellow volunteer…thinking of loved ones back home and buying specific gifts for them…seeing sign language between deaf Zambians…dashing through a labyrinth of crafts stalls to find the cheapest, most colorful fabric before our ride could leave without us…holding hands with friends as we tiptoed across the top of Victoria Falls before jumping into Angel’s Pool…finishing a huge pizza myself, then further stuffing myself by eating crepes filled with chocolate custard and topped with vanilla ice cream…hearing the pig-sounds coming from hippos underwater…jogging with a buddy through the early-morning streets of Livingstone…listening to a drum circle outside the hostel…the way the Southern Cross follows me wherever I go…and—the beautiful familiarity of being back in Namibia when it was all over.
Whoo; you are really enjoying; makes me almost want to be there but I am enjoying our first snow fall; what may be I should come join you.
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I wonder if you’ll feel that way about returning to Namibia when you leave the US in January.