It's not goodbye, it's see you later.

I know my last post was a good three months ago....I won't make excuses, I just don't think I'm as blog savvy as I would like to think I am ! I admit that I have been a terrible recorder of events but that will all change from here on in! I'm writing this particular post from a hotel lobby in Heathrow, my boyfriend in on my right looking very disappointed at my absolutely poor display in relation to my blog but I think he's over the moon to have me out of his hair for a while, now he can get out there and fulfill his dream of becoming the next housemate in Geordie Shore. My flight to South Africa is in a little over five hours but us Very prepared group of volunteers have decided to meet three hours early to check in together on the plane, complain about how impossible it is to stuff seven months worth of supplies into a rucksack and a baggage allowance of 23kg as well as have a good moan about having to be on a plane for 13 hours...I mean Really, what IS the deal with airline food? Apparently South African Airways have a bad rep, we are in for a treat!

   I presume I haven't told you all what I will be doing over there... I will be in Lukwe EcoCamp & Organic Gardens in the town of Livingstonia  (http://www.lukwe.com/)   in the North of Malawi. Trees, mountains, awwwwh yis. There I will be teaching basic Primary School subjects, working in the organic garden and teaching the locals about nutrition and the importance of environmental conservation. I'll be telling all once I'm there and living it though, after my five days orientation in the capital of Malawi, Lilongwe.


So this is the day and I'm feeling pretty siked....and petrified, sad, confused and downright uegfliughweldkjgqkeuyfieljdbcljfbiwheVBOIRGIYEoieqrogasljcnewhgfoqurhqoj. YAY ! My emotions are in-explainable, simply put. I'm in limbooo.  After months of planning, fundraising, working and worrying I have gathered the malaria tablets, mosquito repellant, colouring pencils, kids books and a million other things. I have put just about everything into this, willingly of course ! We're on our third volunteer co-ordinater, we've been told we can't wear trousers and I've had to remind my mom over and over that YES, I will be coming home and NO I will not 'get in a mad taxi at night alone in Africa'. I have sold cakes (ALOT OF CAKE) , worked 12 hour shifts, waxed a few legs...even a chest, hiked a mountain, wallpapered some walls, painted another few, sold lighters (I'm a scout not a dodgy dealer !), encouraged adults to drink wine, printed my dad out of business and a thousand other things. I'm finally here. It isn't all me though, it's the selfless, unwavering support from my friends, family and everyone I am lucky enough to have in my life that have gotten me this far.

  More posts to come but for now it's see you later. I'll be sending news from Africa. Happy New Year!
Jen xoxox