Over forty-two hours had passed since we started our journey to Zimbabwe. The long flight hours, cramped space, funny smells, strange food, and the seemingly unending layovers were quite bearable with Mark by my side. I never expected that at the age of 20 I would be heading off on such a life changing adventure, that I would be leaving one country for...
- Friday, March 11, 2016
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