Love to be...lost

I bought a t-shirt saying that before I left home...
The last 17 days I've been lost in my own wonderful bubble with some of the most amazing people, in Maun, Botswana. And I've loved it. So much that I finally had to leave just to see how much I'll miss it, to find out if I should change all my plans and go back there. And now I'm in Malawi, after a 17 hour journey, with stress, bribery, smiling, begging, sucking up, playing the "blonde-card", and a 1km run at Joburg airport. I know no one, have no mattress in my tent, and my shampoo exploded in my backpack. But I'll give it a shot. My phone number at the time is my old zambian one: +260973253544. And I will post some pictures from Maun later, when the internet connection is better.

ClareBear: You're forever my wifey.

Baz: You're my celebrity and I will beat you up.

Charley: You rock girl. Take care of Europe for me.
T: You don't know what you've got 'till it's gone. And you know

almost as much random stuff as my dad. That's impressive.

Stay strong all of you for all your different reasons, you are amazing, and I love you guys so much.
Julie