So, I haven't done this in forever. After my lat post I began getting swamped with work from professors and I just didn't have time to do anything but school work. Then, by the time the semester was over I was out of the habit of blogging and I always forgot. But I am here now, and ironically not for long. Tomorrow night I leave for Tanzania, Africa. I leave from Toronto, fly to London where I have a 12 hour layover, and then from London to Dar es Salaam in Tanzania. I will be living there for 3 months and taking courses through my college. Our group of 29 students will also travel to villages, wildlife reserves, and other cultural hot spots. It will be an experience of a lifetime and I know I will never forget it. It's amazing because it almost feels as though I'm entering a new phase of my life. I don't know how to describe the feeling.

Everyone keeps asking me if I am nervous or scared about going. It's funny because I don't see what there is to be scared about. The flight maybe, but I have flown so many times it's nothing to me at this point. Living there for three months shouldn't be scary either. I am living with 30+ other Americans on our own private location. So my answer to that question is always "no". I am nervous about one thing however. I am nervous that I will not love Africa like I want to. I'm afraid I will miss my comfortable life with all its technology and ease. I want to work there when I graduate and I am afraid that I will be called to something different. I know that whatever God calls me to will be what is best for me, but I really want it to be Africa. I know that worrying will do any good so I don't really think about it. I will cross that bridge when I come to it.

Anyways, back to life here and now...I am in Toronto right now staying at my dad's apartment. He works here so has to live here during the week. So I came up with him on Sunday night and I will be here until I leave tomorrow. It has been a great couple of days. i absolutely love the city. I hope that if I'm not called to live in Africa, I will be able to live in a big city. It's so nice being close to everything. I can walk out of the front door of my dad's building and get some breakfast as well as any other meal throughout the day. In Toronto they have an underground shopping center that is great. It's like having a mall right underneath your house. I definitely want to live in the city at some point in my life.

Well, I think that is it for now. I don't even know if anyone still reads this, or if anyone did at any point for that matter, but in any case I enjoy doing it. It's therapeutic and it helps me work through things that are in my head. I'll try to write a little something tomorrow but I'mnot promising anything. Peace and love.