One Year Later...

I still think about South Africa every day.
I miss my Inga and Mbali.
I miss lala time.
I miss the AVIVA house and Lower Main Street.
I miss the sisis singing.
I miss Long Street- Marvel and The Dubliner.
I miss Georgina, Amy, Amanda, Ida, Katie, Christian, Alyssa, Amanda, Jen, and Jonas.
I miss the backdrop of Table Mountain.
I miss Kruger, the safari, my Japanese companion.
I miss the Pick n Pay, Sushi Zone, Mama Africa, Obs Cafe, and Stones Pool Bar.
I miss games and cards in the evenings at the Bap flat.
I miss the incredible staff.
I miss rides in the AVIVA van.
I miss clapping dance circles.
I miss spending Christmas Day on the beach at Camps Bay.
I miss the love and dedication of the volunteers.
I miss the friendliness of South Africans.
I miss the sense of adventure.
When I think about those weeks abroad I am filled with such unbelievable longing, and also incredible happiness. Something tells me that will never change.