End of a chapter

One more sleep till I leave the school. What a huge bridge to cross to start out on the path of a new journey. It is exciting and yet loaded full of emotion. The school and all those in it have been my home and family for over a decade.

“How can a place, where God, showing off outrageously by putting everything together in one space, not make you understand yourself a little better? Africa is God’s showcase, his sample bag, his giant emporium, the most important part of everything created . . . I want to go, to pack my bags for a different place . . . I want to touch the beginning of creation itself”              Bryce Courtenay - Author

I will carry the spirit and love of this school and every one of its members inside me for many years to come.

Looking forward to mud in the morning

Recovery training tomorrow.  Should be fun, if messy.  Sandplates, 6th wheel and jerries are now packed on the roofrack so things are starting to come together.  Still lots of crap on my bedroom floor that I MUST get sorted by this weekend.

One month before we cross the border

Stuff's in storage, mattress on the floor, wine's keeping me sane (thanks Bee), crap lying all over my room.  Not long to go and so much still to do.