Lush



So I have arrived safely in Zambia.  The flights were CRAZY and monday through wednesday all seem like one long day.  It was defiantly a worm hole experience.

In a word, Zambia is lush.  It sprinkles every now and then but everything is SO green even from the plane it was unreal.  As of right now I am on this compound outside Lusaka and its really more like a tiny resort for PC people rather than being in Africa.  Its great for bonding and lots of orientation but I am beyond excited to move out to the "more real" parts of the country.  Our days here pretty much consist of paperwork, lots of discussion and orientation, getting to know each other, frisbee, and soccer, along with the occasional beer.

Sunday we get to shadow a current volunteer in a village and see what the real work is all about. Ill be heading out to the Central region with 4 other group mates, all of whom are really great people, and itll be our first real initiation to Zambia.  After that I will be moving to Chongwe, outside of Lusaka, for 3 months and live with a host family.  Thats where all the training will take place.

Ill try to update with some pictures soon! But who knows when Ill have internet again.  Thanks for reading!

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  1. Uncle Al and Aunt BridgetFebruary 17, 2013 at 4:56 AM

    We just got connected ....life is a novel... this chapter will be filled with excitement, joy,fulfillment of helping others, some apprehension and possibly a little loneliness and fear....grab it all and go girl!! We can't wait to read every page....Best of luck to you and God Bless....

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  2. LumayFebruary 22, 2013 at 7:45 PM

    Miss you, Garrett! I'm trying to convince Jayon and varun to travel to Zambia with me! So glad you have this blog so I can keep up with you.

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