I've been pretty heavy on design/how to posts lately. Which is good and my favorite thing to write about! But, most of my projects are done or not yet to a before and after point yet. So, I thought I would show you Africa! Very very grainy pictures of Africa!
It seems like so long ago that I was there! Probably because it was! I went between my sophomore and junior years in college in 2003. I had something happen during my sophomore year of college that was really hard to deal with. I felt like it shook me to my core and made me wonder who I was and who I would be after it. I didn't know what to do with those feelings and felt like I just needed to get away. I felt like I needed my life to not be all about me and how bad I was feeling. My parents had both gone on working missions trips oversees (my dad to Surinam and my mom to Scotland one year and Germany the next) and had been trying to persuade me to do the same before I was out in the real world full time!
I finally gave in. I looked through the catalogue of trips, and picked the most difficult trip I could find. I still have the description somewhere... It described a trip to Mozambique, Africa to build a rescue unit. This unit would be in the middle of the African bush and would give medical care, seeds for growing food, and education on disease prevention. While building the unit the team would stay at an orphanage where there was no running water or toilets, bathing was done out of a bucket, and you would live in tents. The trip would begin by flying from Florida (where there was training on what we would need to do/know) to Ethiopia. From Ethiopia we would fly to Malawi and then drive through the mountains and bush to Mozambique. The travel alone would take a week each way.
Did I mention I was a fashion major in college at the time? I hadn't worn my hair in a ponytail since I was old enough to do it! I wouldn't even go down to the mailbox without my makeup on! I didn't own a sweatshirt.
I was a brat.
|Case in point.|
So, I signed up. And I went. The trip began the week after my sophomore year ended and I got home the day before my junior year ended. Here are some pictures in no particular order. I brought 5 disposable cameras with me (my biggest regret). 4 of them must have gotten damp or something because the pictures are really dark.
|Washing my hair out of a bucket in Florida|
|Putting up rescue unit walls|
|Embracing being absolutely filthy. Absolutely exhausted after a day of building!|
|I spy Erin! This is how we got around. Hanging on for dear life on the back of a truck!|
|The most beautiful sunset you'll find anywhere...|
|You can see my tent to the left. This is the orphanage and me holding one of my favorite babies.|
|Also the most beautiful cloudy skies you'll ever find! Us on top of the unit.|
|Our homemade ladder, and me doing my favorite thing... Painting!|
|The head of the orphanage's son. And my barely open eye.|
|Gross eye again and another sweet baby.|
|The finished unit and the people that will benefit from it! (I'm toward the back on the far right). Most of their parents had died from AIDS, so there were primarily children there.|
|The beautiful orphanage I had the pleasure of living at.|
|The foundation for the unit.|
|We did all of our cooking here.|
|Children at the unit. The one on the far right in the middle came to see us every day that we worked on it!|
|Look at that sky! The orphanage again! We also built the very shiny silver building on the far right. It was eventually to be another dormitory. The little open hut on the far left was our kitchen.|
|The tin building|
|More of my favorite babies and my disposable camera|
|In the big roundhouse on one of our last nights. I'm toward the right in the middle in blue.|
|African church services are so fun!|
|Inside the tin dorm sawing|
|Everywhere you drove kids would run after you and wave!|