Preparing More for Rwanda

...Alright, so maybe I'll write a few more blogs before I get to Rwanda. It's all so new, and there's so much involved!, that I feel like the preparation process has become an adventure in itself.

There are days in the US when I wonder if my faith in humanity is going to fly out the window. I had the feeling of throwing in the towel on a connecting flight in Phoenix, AZ once. And on the subway most days. And other places.

Today I had it while in Bank of America.

Pre-Departure Post - Rwanda

This is how I feel...

I don't normally like to write in my travel blog pre-departure. But this next adventure, I feel, needs some kind of primer in this journal. Not just in case some curious passersby’s come to read my stories - I feel like I need to document somehow the intensity that has flooded my life for about 2 months at the end of 2011. Even if it ends up some tome-like journal entry.  Which it is. Skim away, if you’d like.

Oh my goodness. I'm moving to Rwanda.

There's a certain disbelief in me as I prepare myself. Alright, a lot of disbelief. I have wanted, dreamed, strived to go to Africa for I don't know how long. I had started to believe that it was never going to happen. The kind of goals or dreams you put on your fireplace mantle and polish once in a while to remind you of what you've wanted.

I have never understood fully my deep interest and passion in going to travel the world and live in other places, especially Africa. Sometimes, I wish I didn't have this pull. I wish that I could be complacent and happy staying and doing whatever. However, the universe - and my soul - has had completely different plans for me than that. It seems that I am destined for something that I don't quite know, yet, and I have to just follow the path and the waves.