I am arrived back to the UK very early hours on thursday morning. The moment I stepped out of Heathrow it was so clear to me the difference of where I have just been.
In my final week I watched a performance which included comedy and traditional african dance which was an event in a village which was an educational event about women's rights. The comedy was in their language but some how with the body language and gestures I understood! The atmosphere was so special. Started with just a few people then by the end of it seemed like the whole village was there, full of excited children. Amazing people. I also visited an orphanage which was right next to the slums. I didn't meet the children this day but would have very much liked to.
I continued to eat Sadza everyday, I am missing it now I am back!! I met some amazing people and really soaked up their culture. I struggled when I arrived back to even start to think about how much we have in this country compared. We have so much opportunity and future, I find it hard to think of the men I saw pushing the bicycles of coal and the children selling whatever they can just to be able to have a meal. From my own experiences in my life I have learnt to be grateful for each moment, this trip has reminded me of that and I admire these people so much that it is just on another level of loss and sacrifice.
I have had a fanatastic time and learnt so much, I will carry it with me and hopefully go back!!