Saturday, I left the Africa Mercy unsure if I will ever return. I didn't realize how much of a home it had become until it was time to leave…for an Africa Mercy send off those who want to can come out to the dock and wave you off. I’ve waved off a lot of friends during my 9 months on board, and now it was my turn to leave.
I didn’t expect anyone to come out and wave goodbye because I had to leave at 6am Saturday morning! Who wants to get up that early? What was most surprising was that some of my friends did get up to say goodbye and wave me off. I felt very blessed, if I was a crying type of person I would have had tears rolling down my cheeks. Instead, I left with a smile and a feeling closure. I made many, many friends and I will stay in touch with them. As much as I loved it by the end I don’t know that God is calling me back…only he knows what my future holds.
Once I left the ship, my trip around the world started which is exciting, but Saturday night I was feeling a sense of loss instead of adventure and excitement. Right now, I must me honest and say that I’m really glad some of my travels involve staying with friends I meet on the ship. We’ve lived that experience together and so I think it will help with the transition back to ‘normal’ life.
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The goodbye’s have been said, and now onto the exciting part of my life…traveling the world. I arrived in Johannesburg 6pm Saturday night, and had 16 hours before needing to leave the next morning for East London, South Africa. Since I’ve already had long layovers in airports, and decided that I’m not overly fond of them, I found myself a hostel close to the airport. There was a very interesting group there that night….the majority of them spoke French with English as a second language. I couldn’t help but think, ‘I thought I left the French speaking country…I can’t get away from it!’
Yesterday, I got up, and made my way to the airport to check back in. The lines were so long!! I found someone and said, ‘All I need to do is drop off my bag because it’s been checked through to East London, but I needed to collect it for customs.’ It worked out well, they took me to a different counter where there was no line and so I dropped off my bag and went through security.
After arriving in East London, I got the airport shuttle to bring me to the guest house where I’m staying for a few days. I love this place! My room has huge windows and is very light and clean. There is a full kitchen available for my use, and so I asked for directions to a grocery store, which turns out to be 2-3 blocks from here.
I made my way to the store because they also had ATM’s there and so I could get some cash, which is a good thing. I’m almost to the store and realize that I have no clue what my pin number is. I had to get a new one right before I left the country and so I had never used it. My dad had it, and so I was trying to figure out how to get in touch with him. I don’t have cell phone, there were no calling cards in the grocery store so I couldn’t call home…how was I going to get this number?
So it really wasn’t that hard, I asked the owners if I could use the internet to send an email to my dad and explained the situation. My dad then emailed me back and I had my number…all was solved. While I was waiting for that return email, I was asked if I wanted to go down to the beach and so I said yes. While I was there I saw an amazing sunset!
This morning I went out to visit the village, see the school, and meet a little girl that I sponsor through World Vision. It was a great experience and I really enjoyed my day. I’m sorry I can’t post pictures or share details in order to protect their privacy, but it was a great way to start off this new adventure. What will happen tomorrow?