Kipilefti

Staging finished, I walk the now-familiar path to my hotel room in a haze.

One of the women running the staging said the words “when you arrive in Tanzania on Wednesday” and suddenly my stomach was full of butterflies. This is something I’ve been looking forward to for a while, but not quite something I actually thought would ever happen. It is at the same time the bravest and scariest thing I’ve ever done.

But I’ll calm myself, re-pack, and wake up at 5.30 tomorrow so I can shower before we go to get our vaccinations. Then a bus to the airport, plane JFK -> Amsterdam -> Dar es Salaam, and then I’m out of Internet range for a while. So unless I’m around in the airport, this will be the last post for a week or two.