Hotel Tilapia Mwanza

... for 3 nights to write a paper in community based conservation and now we are in mwanza for one more night. We fly to Dar es Salaam tomorrow where I will do a longer update but I am out of minutes now! Everything is wonderful though!!!
Love Molly

... morning flight. Jackie and I headed back to the orphanage early in the afternoon, and I lugged a separate bag full of clothes for the older girls. Jackie and I walked silently for a while as we both dreaded the good-byes that would follow the party. Trying to lighten the mood, I suggested we name the things we would not miss on our return home.

“Being stared at all the time and called Mzungu,” Jackie quickly stated.

“Joel,” I added followed by ...

... with us and help unload the truck. This was another smart move as some of the bags weighed over two hundred pounds. The children were so excited and grateful when they saw the truck of goods arrive, and I am so appreciative to all my friends and family who allowed me to put those smiles on their faces.
Another mission on Friday morning took me away from the normal routine. Last year when I toured the HIV/ AIDS Community Center and Clinic (See Born Angels ...

... I do not know why, but Carly looked at me in surprise. "Oh my God, are we going to do this right now. Leah and I glanced at each other puzzled and then at Carly "Ah, yeah," Leah replied as I asked "Were you hoping for a little foreplay?" Carly started laughing and we pitched the rope down the well. "Oh, just put in in," we joked. "Deeper." "A little to the left." "Yes, right there," as the stick managed to catch on the rope. "Oh that's good." "Almost there," and the bucket came ...

... Ngorongoro Crater, Ema happily participates. It has been wonderful to reestablish a friendship with him which he confirms by frequently hugging me and telling me, "Ginger you na me rafiki sana." Inside, my housemates and I have come together and bonded over the fate of the children. We have also recognized the need to de-stress. As I returned home with major muscle loss last summer, I came armed with an exercise plan and some lightweight equipment this ...

... with Jackie and I who enthusiastically said yes. Once Carly returned and was also thrilled with the idea, we began planning for the event. In addition, we decided to hold a football match for the boys the following day so they would get something special too. We knew this was less likely to happen now that Joel was back in the picture. However, at the conclusion of Tuesday's meeting we asked his permission to hold the parties over the upcoming weekend and were surprised ...

... while I am here. But as I sit in a meeting fighting for a way to secure the children’s future, I feel nothing but frustration.

I do not regret returning. If anything, I know that I am here to comfort the children and provide an additional voice of reason for Leah. In what has become a daily affirmation, I say to myself, “I am here for the children. I am here to love these children. Focus on loving ...

... on his shoulders.. He then proceeded to chuck the b*mboo Scottish style into the *ir *ccomplishing one full rot*tion. He encour*ged me to try, but the b*mboo w*s so he*vy *nd t*ll th*t I could not hold the bottom *nd m*n*ge to keep the b*mboo upright. Although my p*rticip*tion the Scottish g*mes w*s * dis*ppointment, the children were just *s ple*sed to turn the b*mboo into * b*l*nce be*m. When they were re*dy to move on to something else, we org*nized r*ces in hopes of getting B*r*ck ...