Sunday, 11/25/12
I’ve been here less than twelve hours, and already, I feel
right at home. I say “I’ve been”,
because Abby’s flight to Amsterdam
got cancelled and she had to catch a flight out later Saturday night, and wouldn’t
be arriving until this morning.
So…I spent my first night back at Light in Africa
alone, and as much as I was dreading my first night here by myself, I was so
excited to be back. Paul (used to be in
charge of the boys home, Pilgrim) now handles the volunteers and runs Torchbearer
(more on that later), and when I saw him at the airport to pick me up, I gave a
small skip, even hauling the 200 lbs of luggage with me.
As soon as we started talking, the laughter and smiles were
immediate (it’s hard to not smile when you’re around people who are pumping out
pure joy with every breath)! Paul said
he was afraid I’d be shy and quite this time, but he had no such luck. I may have even clapped about three different
times on the drive to Tudor Village
As soon as Paul got done showing me Abby’s and my new home
for the next five weeks, (yesss – didn’t have to stay in a tent at all this
time!), I took an amazing cold shower and slept for the first time since 7am Friday morning. Thanks to some very friendly birds, I was awake
at sunrise. I said hello to a baby
lizard next to the light switch in our room, walked around the volunteer area
of the village for a bit, saw Mt.
Paul and I (and Tatti – our familiar cab driver) went to
pick up Abby from the Kilimanjaro International Airport this morning, and now
that she’s here too, this place got even better.
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