A ring I got in Nairobi. Its an original East African coin from 1952! Post-independence…!!!

I like wearing history on my finger.

[Update: This is the ring I LOST in Zanzibar. Damn it all to hell]

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Yesterday the Fall interns and I went to visit one of our artisan groups in Burundi, right on the border of Tanzania, only about 30 minutes from our office. It was such a nice trip, especially since I hadn’t seen these artisans since they began their literacy classes a couple months ago.

They are progressing so well! They are reading words and short phrases in Swahili now, and there are even a few who have moved into a beginners english class! Imagine my surprise when they were able to great me in beautiful english!

Lord have mercy, I almost fell out, our capacity building manager (and my wonderful roomie) has done a great job with this program.

These mamas are always growing and I love it.

The Kimous.

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Sigh. I’m back in the Tanzania bush y’all. I went home for two weeks and it was AMAZING. I got to see my whole family, we had sleepovers, cookouts, had movies nights, had dance parities in the living room.

I can’t stress enough how completely ecstatic I was the whole time. It really is making coming back to Tanzania difficult for me. I have so much back home, my family brings me such joy, I get to eat pancakes, and go to dance class, and have brunch with my best friends, and get a pedicure, wear make up, watch House Hunter international.

It all makes me wonder what the hell I am doing in the bush. Fighting to communicate, being eaten alive by bugs every night, insomnia, the feeling of complete seclusion, having no personal space or private life.

The struggle has been real. But through it all, my bad days and the good ones I have a strong feeling I am where I need to be, at least until this one year contract is over in April. I sometimes hit a wall with my life here, but somehow I still feel like this exactly what I should be doing.

I went to Nairobi three weeks ago on a 4 day layover on my way home to DC. I can not rave enough when talking about that city. The vibrancy, the art scene  the diversity, there is so much love and life there. It’s such an impressive city.

I had made a few friends there from last year when I was traveling through East Africa so I met up with one at Westgate Mall for lunch and wine. It was such a fantastic day. There was a jewelry and crafts market on the roof where I got the most beautiful gold African continent earrings. And we sat down with two of his friends for tapas at a Spanish style restaurant on the outside patio right at the entrance of the mall. I drank almost a whole bottle of wine 🙂 We shared food and laughter and stories about our travels, it was a beautiful day in one of my favorite cities.

And now, to see that the same mall where I was sitting is under attack, and to know the people who were sitting in the seats I was just drinking wine in, could be dead, it has really shaken me to my core. The sadness I feel for all those people who have lost loved ones, its so profound, so real. I pray that God comforts them in this dark time, and I pray that the hostages that may still be trapped inside find solace in their faith.

So devastating.

My Tanzanian staff! I have left them for 2 weeks back in Ngara, I love them but lord I’m so happy to have a break!

Sometimes it can get overwhelming to manage so many things in the office AND live next door, but they for sure try to help a sista out and I appreciate the hell out of them…most of the time lol.

Lord have mercy y’all. The struggle is real.

My flight from Nairobi to DC left Kenya at 1:45 am this morning and I don’t know if yall know but there was a huge fire last month at the Nairobi airport so now all their gates are outside in tents. Sigh, I was freezing my big ass off waiting almost three hours for my flight!

SMH, but I made it and I actually slept the whole time, I tried to watch the Great Gatsby with Leo Dicaprio but the cinematography was too cartoonish for me, plus all the songs int he movie were Jay Z songs, and I don’t like his dumb music. So I woke up for food and went back to sleep.

so NOW I am in Doha, Qatar waiting to board my flight to DC, so many people, so so many people on this flight. Such a long line to board.

DC here I comeee!