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During the several days that led up to the departure for this trip, I found myself constantly packing and unpacking my dark blue pack; folding and unfolding clothes, moving toiletries from sandwich-sized Ziploc bags to quart-size, and back to sandwich-size. … Continue reading →

As I began contemplating what I should write about for my blog, I realized that many of you who are reading our blog might want to know what our day to day lives are like. I am part of the … Continue reading →

It has been somewhere around ten days since our arrival to Zambezi, and although that may not sound like a long time, I have a hard time remembering what life was like before arriving here. Since being in Zambia we … Continue reading →

New experiences flow in and out of our lives with each breath. They each bring about different triumphs, trials, questions, or answers. Throughout each of my experiences, I hope to uncover some sort of universal truth. A universal truth that … Continue reading →

Why are you going to Africa? This was a question I was frequently asked when telling friends and family about my plans to come to Zambezi with the Gonzaga group; and the truth is I still think about this question … Continue reading →

A quick disclaimer, please do not read the previous blog written by Erin or it will make mine look like it was written by a third grader. Beginning to write this blog, it has occurred to me that we as … Continue reading →

  The boy is about eight inches shorter than I am, even though he is sixteen.  He hunches his thin shoulders a little; a habit that gives him a humble, distinctive look. He speaks quietly in articulate English.  His button-down … Continue reading →

Wandering down a dirt road on my way back from teaching my first English class at the Chilenga Basic School, I began to ask myself, “what just happened?” A walk, which was supposed to take no more than thirty minutes … Continue reading →

The year was 1971 when a man named Father Crispin decided to build one of the few bridges that stretch across the Zambezi River. After seeing a picture of a suspension bridge in National Geographic, he decided to take on … Continue reading →

For the past eight months I was living in Florence, Italy and now I’m here in Zambezi, Zambia.  In some ways, life is very different here then it was back in Florence and both are different than my life in … Continue reading →