A Good Thing.

A few days ago, I received an email from Janice. She is a fellow volunteer that I met while volunteering in Tanzania, AFRICA for 3 weeks back in Aug. to Sept. of '07. It was extremely nice to hear from her. Apparently, Janice and some other volunteers that were on the same trip are in the works of establishing a volunteer organization of their own in the town of Moshi. So awesome! I was very much grateful for their efforts on trying to improve the lives of the Tanzanians because they are the nicest of people. I can attest to that one.

Moshi, Tanzania.

One of the many children I played with in the neighborhood.

Here is their work-in-progress website that I thought I'd share: www.hearttoafrica.weebly.com

I would love to partake next summer for a few months. I will be especially ready for such an adventure since I will be undertaking Swahili this coming academic year. Talk about a fantastic reason for saving up the dollar bills.

Janice and me in the Amsterdam airport awaiting our final flight home (Sept. 2007).

Reminiscing.

I don't feel much like studying. What do I do instead? Blog and listen to music because Etsy is down. As a result, a piece of my heart is broken. I think it may be the aortic valve.

I decided that my best artful ideas come from me in a half asleep state and/or boring lectures (me in a half asleep state). Yup. There's definitely a pattern.

Pondering about a possible next project. A series I shall name One to Another. I'd speak more about it but I don't want to get too much ahead of myself, as I often do. Not sure how it'll pan out. First, I'll do some experimenting and report back.

I've been thinking about Tanzania a lot. I volunteered there last summer for 3 weeks and it was one of the best moments of my life. True story. If you are at all interested, I have a very short (at times mushy) blog about my trip.

I really miss those days. I was so happy to be there. Was sad to leave.

This is where I post a picture of myself in Zanzibar - an island near Tanzania. I realized that there are no pictures of myself to be found and it feels strange to be all secretive-like. Probably doesn't meet your imagined image. I know how it is.


The one on the right is me, Margins...I mean Evalynn. The one on the left is Alex. She's from Georgia. She would always say: "Bless your heart." It was fantastic.

Slow internet connection is killing me slowly.

Love, Evalynn.