There and Back Again (A Muzungu's Tale, by Tony Garcia)

I'm back here in Nairobi now, and I'm sad to say that this trip is almost over. I'll be seeing everyone soon so I won't write much, but I wanted to let everyone know that we're back safe and sound, and that we were able to do what we went out to do. We had plenty of problems along the way (three flat tires! THREE!) but by God's grace and expert planning, we've arrived and the end. I have very mixed feelings right now; part of me is so happy to see everyone soon and to be back in the states, but another part just isn't ready to leave yet. I can't explain right now how great these past six weeks have been, but I'm also very excited to be seeing my amazing family and wonderful friends again.
I had a troubling thought recently. I felt sort of alone...Eric, Julianne, and Kelly will all be going to Minnesota, the other three will fly south, and although I'll actually be flying with Eric into Chicago, I realized that I'll be going home alone. Not lonely like there aren't any people around, a different kind. Not because I'm not going back to anyone, but because no one's going back with me, to my life. But I have now realized that isn't really so. All you people back home were the ones that helped bring me here, that kept me in their thoughts and prayers during my stay, and will now be there to listen to what the Lord has done. It's like I've brought you all along with me...Nothing I did was done on my own, but because God used countless people to help with everything from money, to dedicated prayers. I worked in a team here, but I've got a team back home as well. So even thought none of you were here with me, you were there for me, and I know that in no way or sense am I going back alone. So thank you, and continue to praise the Lord for all he has done.

Tonight, we're eating at the Carnivore- all you can eat meat. You sit there as they come around with all sorts of meat on swords and if you want some, they cut a piece off for you. And when you can't eat anymore, you raise a white flag at the table, saying that you surrender to The Carnivore. Pretty cool stuff...We're all psyched about it.

I'll see you all soon, and I can't wait. I sure have stories to tell...