When I said I would post a blog per day despite stresses I neglected to consider the stress of leaving. First, I would like to apologize for the recent lack of blogs. I have sketches and drafts to post from each of those days but will not be able to finalize them until I return to America. Currently, I am sitting the Kilimanjaro Airport patiently waiting for my flight. Twenty-five in-air hours and numerous layover hours from now I will be home, via Virginia, and I can’t wait to see everyone and share all of my stories. Thank you everyone for supporting me during this trip. Delayed posts will be coming in the next few weeks.
In addition, I want to say that leaving Tanzania may be the hardest thing I have ever had to do, and I am beginning to think that re-assimilation may be even harder. I realized today that while I am headed home I am simultaneously leaving home. Every single person, american and east african, that I met here changed me. I know that I will return to America a new person but in ways that far exceeded any expectations I had when I landed in this very airport. I am beyond excited to see my old home through different eyes despite the challenges I know may result.
Tanzania, nitakumisi sana lakini tutaonana tena.
America, I have missed you infinitely in unexpected ways, and I can’t wait to come home.