July 13, 2000
I got two letters from my mom today. It takes exactly two weeks to get a letter. It made me even more homesick but her encouragement is enough to keep me going.
Did I tell you I got another marriage proposal? From a taxi driver this time. The grossest part was that the whole time he was talking he was also picking his nose! I had to hold myself in from laughing out loud hysterically!
Two weeks left tomorrow. Hopefully they’ll go by quickly. I know I’ll probably regret even writing that when I leave. How can I think about home when I’m here in Africa! I thought I knew what I was getting into. I was naive. I learned so much about myself- not to judge or decide without proof.