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... less than a few hours. My feelings can be broken down as follows: 60% excited, 20% nervous, 10% scared, and 10% sweat. Yes you read that correctly: I'm so nervous that I'm sweating already and I haven't even left the house yet. This is going to be a long plane ride...
My flight leaves Chicago at 5:15 and I arrive in London at ...
this is what I wrote in my journal at the Dar Es Salaam airport while waiting for my flight
Sept 21st, Saturday
I can't believe I'm actually leaving. They say time flies, but DAMN. Was I ever here at all? Did I just dream this whole thing? I am so worried that I will forget some important memory of this trip. Everywhere we went I was always in the present moment. I had complete control over my mind. No anxiety, no depression, nothing. I soaked up every bit of ...
... open to the public were all open for our eyes to see and we had a jam packed few hours. Visiting the Basilica of St Josaphat, a brewery that wasn't open- we all thought we were in for a treat boy were we wrong it was a space full of equipment not yet set up and there was no beer. We then went to the Gas and Light building up to the 17th floor to see a beautiful view of the city.
We then went to ...
HOLY **** Y'ALL
I am leaving for Africa tomorrow.
to. morr. ow.
I don't think I've ever been this excited for anything else in my life thus far.
I have SO many goals for this trip
1. See an African Elephant
(1a. Get to RIDE said elephant)
2. See Mount Kilimanjaro (I wouldn't have ...
... black leather seat, pleather perhaps, and looked around. Families already reuniting, random scatters of singles waiting in their seats, a young gentleman in his army uniform behind me. I over-heard conversations in foreign languages...I thought for a moment I was maybe still on foreign soil. The thought was exciting yet saddened me. I just wanted to get home.
Arriving LAX was a familiar feeling. Memories of working in Los Angeles ...