There is really no way to describe the feeling that is taking off for the first time or finally arriving at your destination and knowing that you’re that much closer to the start of an incredible journey. Sitting in an airplane for so long gives you a lot of time to think. I was specifically thinking about and reflecting upon my previous trips with CGA and how amazing and different they were from one another. I can honestly say that I have absolutely no idea what is in store for us the next couple of weeks, but I do know that I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.

On our first full day we walked around town with one of our drivers, Tom. To put it shortly, it was nothing like I expected it to be. Everyone smiled and waved at us and we would hear an occasional “wazungu” which means white person. I didn’t expect for there to be as many tall buildings as there are, or for there to be so much greenery surrounding it. Looking at the people I felt a bit underdressed as I was wearing a hoodie. Meanwhile everyone else looked as if they were wearing their best outfits. None of less everyone we encountered was surprisingly kind and made us feel welcome. Falling in love with the culture is practically inevitable.

The time spent here so far has been incredibly insightful. From touring the town, to cleaning the school, to sitting in during a lesson, to actually getting to teach the students; I have loved every second of it. At first, I was really nervous and scared when the teacher asked me to teach. It took but a simple look at the kids in front of me for that fear to go away. All I could see was bright eyes eager to learn and ready to soak up everything I had to say. It was then when I realized how truly valuable our time here is and how lucky I am to have this opportunity. No amount of time at the school will be enough, which is why I’m going to do my best to make every second count.