My last few days in the gambia
Trip Start
Jan 30, 2008
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Trip End
Jun 23, 2008
This was the hard time...
Jori and i knew this was coming, we had been away from each other for two months, had this amzaing experience together and now we were heading back to our study abroad lives for three months. We tired not to talk about it alot, but it endded up in almost every conversation. We definately made the best of our time together, plenty of beach times, dinners(best indian in the gambia!), shopping for friends and family, getting to sit in on one of jori's classes, packing, and writing each other letters to open throughout our time apart.
I left on thursday at 5pm, and it came way too quickly, jori and i were prepared but we both admitted that the feeling haded settled in yet.The airport in the gambia was a joke... literally the worse security in the world, our airplanes sitting in the middle of a field but i grabbed a water sat on this beautiful deck and watched the sunset... it was one of the most beautiful sunsets i had seen in my life. Alittle writing in the journal, a tear shed and then a quick boarding of the airplane.... and i was off. My time in africa felt like it was 5minutes... but it touched me deeper then anyother experience and trip of my life. I still think about it and talk about it with people around me nearly every minute.
Jori and i knew this was coming, we had been away from each other for two months, had this amzaing experience together and now we were heading back to our study abroad lives for three months. We tired not to talk about it alot, but it endded up in almost every conversation. We definately made the best of our time together, plenty of beach times, dinners(best indian in the gambia!), shopping for friends and family, getting to sit in on one of jori's classes, packing, and writing each other letters to open throughout our time apart.
I left on thursday at 5pm, and it came way too quickly, jori and i were prepared but we both admitted that the feeling haded settled in yet.The airport in the gambia was a joke... literally the worse security in the world, our airplanes sitting in the middle of a field but i grabbed a water sat on this beautiful deck and watched the sunset... it was one of the most beautiful sunsets i had seen in my life. Alittle writing in the journal, a tear shed and then a quick boarding of the airplane.... and i was off. My time in africa felt like it was 5minutes... but it touched me deeper then anyother experience and trip of my life. I still think about it and talk about it with people around me nearly every minute.


