Goodbyes

04/09/09

So that evening passed unbearably slow.

Did I mention WAITING for our luggage? Well lost in translation the luggage LEFT Ndola at 12! Oh sweet African time...it arrived around 5pm with Catherine. She has been fabulous, organising the truck and the free lift to the airport.

We waited ages here too...I think the anticipation with going home finally was making the waiting so unbearable.

We finally boarded the plane for Nairobi - no delays, although a mystery stop in Lilongwe! We waited here for 45 minutes and this was the point where everyone fell asleep, exhausted.

We arrived in Nairobi airport to the breaking news that it was Michael Jackson's funeral. The King died well before we left for Zambia!!! What on earth have they been doing these past weeks? The media suddenly jerked me back into the real world. It was strange to be sitting in an airport lounge surrounded by luxuries. Sure Nairobi is no Heathrow, but it has TV, lights, running water and of course the hot chocolate from Java Cafe.

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I'm home, I feel very strange and when the adult choir arrived for the party I was not really in the mood to show them the works.
I really miss the kids. Every morning I feel like I'm about to wake up for something special. I'm about to board a bus and be stared at all through Mapalo. Children will run after the bus until they can run no more, until the bus leaves their sight.