* When I picked her up from the airport, there were people trying to help us with our luggage (in exchange for money). I spoke to them in Malagasy saying that we didn’t need their help, that we were strong and could do it ourselves, but thanked them for their effort. Stephanie was a bit taken aback by my newfound ability to (roughly) speak a different language “It’s weird for me to hear you speak a new language. It’s like you’re just making those words up…. I feel like you’re a different person.” It’s true. I know I have changed. I don’t exactly know how just yet, but I can feel it.
|Top: What a 200 ariary usually looks like. |
Bottom: What a FRESH 200 ariary looks like
|Strapping on the luggage to the bus|
|Stepanie loving on a plastic Santa|
We were REALLY excited about eating gushers (one of the gifts Steph gave me) Austin, Tanya, Stephanie, Me, and Lee.
|Snacking on nanners|
|Chillin with the ring tails|
|Dancing in the waves of the Indian Ocean!|
|Karaoke with Hannah, another YAGM volunteer|
|Loving Marzette, Solange and Flaviette |
as they say goodbye to Stephanie at the airport