I went to Mt. Kilimanjaro to have some sort of holy and spiritual experience. I planned to come back all enlightened and probably going by a new name or something. I did learn a lot, but nothing I expected. The following is my first travel blog. Pole, pole (pronounced pole-ay, pole-ay) "Pole, pole" is Swahili for "slowly, slowly". While technically referring to the speed we climb the mountain, it's also an extremely accurate metaphor for how the Tanzanian people live. The best example of this happened within my first few hours in Africa. If you can imagine: I am a young girl, traveling alone, in a foreign, third world country of which I do not speak the language and have almost no knowledge. I'm continually asked where my mother and father are. I haven't slept in
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