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Termite Poop & Cheap Whiskey: Volunteering in Zambia
The ritual of walking into town and perusing through the two markets became somewhat of a game. Each day ended the same, we would be picked up from the work site and driven back to camp. A group of us would descend into town, with dirt under our nails, dust in our pony tails and mud on our shoes. We stopped next door to the barber shop to pick up fresh, fried doughnuts from the same lovely women with her two girls always wanting to help collect the change. Then, it was off to see if there was anything new that was delivered to the market. We’d take our collection…
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Serenity Meets Sustainability: Chumbe Island Coral Park
My hand reached for the railing, a light blue paint chip like a feather gently fell to the floor. The banister was smooth over the parts that had coats of paint, but on the worn sections that my hand slid along I could feel the century old wood splinter beneath my fingertips. The step creaked as I advanced onto the small platform in between the flights of stairs. I looked upwards towards the squared, spiral staircase that hugged the walls of the lighthouse. Some of the open windows let beams of light in and dust danced in the air as my eyes trailed higher where the shadows grew darker. I…