So, if everything goes as planned (ha), I’ll be in Congo again in about five months. Tentative dates are for mid-to-late May…ish? Should know something more concrete soon, I hope. But at any rate, this time last year I had just signed on for the first trip, and I was scared stupid and trying to figure out how to tell my parents without worrying them too much. This time, I’m more excited than nervous, thinking about the people I’ll see again, the food I’ll eat, the air I’ll breathe. As I tried to go to sleep last night, I thought about the breakfasts we ate—the potato omelets, the rolls, the avocadoes, the lemongrass tea. I could practically taste it. I’m not looking forward so much to the preparation, the malaria meds, the hours upon hours in airplanes and airports. But, then there’s this:
And this:
And this:
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How exciting to be going again!! Tell me about this trip!
Oh Erin, I am so excited or you! How great. I am also excited for the rest of us that we’ll get to live vicariously through your trip, through your descriptions, and through your pictures.
I’m excited for you, just make sure that you’re not gone on May 15th!!!