Tanzania is too difficult for me to write about. Perhaps some day I will possess the emotional and linguistic resources to be able to accurately describe my experience there, but I'm afraid that time is not now. Suffice it to say, that Tanzania was the most stunning, hideous, interesting, lonely place I could have imagined. The grace, of course, was the education I could not help receiving just living there, and the development of my relationship with Cobus and all of our travels through South Africa.
Now I have returned to Munich. Unbelievably, I got a job in the "other" international school in Munich - Bavarian International School - and have been able to spin around and around and make my little bed just like a dog on a cushion. After months of having conversations with the echo in my apartment, I have finally received my shipment from Tanzania. Miraculously, my possessions are still in pretty good shape. They smell a bit funky, so needless to say, anything flexible got thrown into the hamper. My washing machine is still sweating. My rugs are down. My pictures are up (which is a lie, they are propped against the wall, waiting for my courage to appear. I am no interior designer; therefore every nail is a gamble in taste). The apartment is a process, yet I couldn't be happier to be in my home away from home.
I don't know if I'll be able to go back and catch up on all that's been happening, so I'll start with now. Now is always the best "when" to be. As you know, Cobus and I will be getting married in the spring. When I think about all of the adventures that we've had in the last 2 years, I get excited about what lies ahead. We'll see.
