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After a few moments of tearful goodbyes at the curb, I am currently sitting at the airport waiting to get on my plane! Important lessons so far: 1) learn to tell time, 2) request a man at security to pat you down (if I am going to be groped, I want to at least enjoy it), 3) sign your passport.
Next stop, Amsterdam and then on to Arusha!
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Uncle George
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Groping
If you are as open minded and adventurous as it takes to do what you are doing, you might as well change your ways and enjoy being groped even by a female!!! I enjoyed every paragraph of your 4-day blog entry. Your homesickness sounds exactly how I felt when I arrived at the U. of Illinois (a week earlier than my dorm-mate!). I felt literally sick. The start of school cured about 90% of it. I hope your project cures at least that much for you. Being a math tutor, I loved your metaphor of the 1/11th. I guarantee that you will be back on that treacherous "puddle jumper" before you know what hit you -- and I hope none of those jealous women will. If women think you are as pretty as you are, PLEASE be very careful of the men -- believe me, your self-deprecating thoughts of age and weight will not IN THE LEAST be on their minds. Enjoy every minute of your adventure, even the excitingly fearful ones. I predict that this summer in Africa will make you a much improved person, wife, mother, and lawyer. I hope your "project" is enjoyable and rewarding to you, but more importantly to those it benefits. Love, Uncle George