I was wrong. And I couldn’t be more thrilled.
For the past two years I’ve had this insatiable need to travel, and sitting still? Not an option. I thought, because I’ve heard so often from well-meaning people “travel now, while your young, once you have a family, blah blah blah.” So, I panicked. I envisioned the American Dream-the house, kids, 9-5 as the ultimate prison. A slow wait to death-dramatic, I know. And hardly accurate, a projection of fear more than a reality. It’s just not for me. And certainly at only 24 settling down is far from my mind. So? So I could choose to travel the world, be a professional nomad. But in reality, I would be giving up too much. I do, actually, want kids eventually. And I thought, I had to choose. So back to panic.
I am not a fatalist. Perhaps, I’m naive. I keep up with foreign and domestic politics, generally, but perhaps not enough. From war to natural disaster, we all know that person who insists, the world is at a breaking point. I have faith, that as humans we will continue to innovate new solutions. While humanity has seen the depths of cruelty and disregard we are capable of, I honestly believe in the limitless kindness and ingenuity of human nature. While I think awareness is essential, obsessive focus on negative is of little use, and only results in extreme frustration. I generally stay away from topics such as this, in part because I’m tired of hearing these doom-day cries from people who continue to offer no solutions, as well as arguments for the sake of arguing and hearing oneself speak. And although I can’t pretend I have any real answers, the global politics of food and hunger are of immense interest to me.
This is my last morning in Moshi, we head out to Dar this afternoon, then to Cairo on Wednesday. Said goodbye to some good friends I’ve made here, which is always hard. And it’s strange to think I may never see them again, though hopefully, at some point I will.
I’m leaving satisfied with my time here, getting so much more out of this trip than I ever thought I would. It’s both clarified my life as well as added complications, where to go next, what to do next. I am excited to return to the US, to see family and friends, but know that I’ll have to leave again at some point. Talking to those traveling around there is one conclusion I am certain about, if I’m going to travel now is the time, school, the US, will always be there. I however, won’t always be 22 with minimal responsibilities, and would regret not taking advantage of this opportunity. Coming here has by far been the best decision I’ve ever made and I’m so thankful for the opportunity. The experiences I’ve had and friends I’ve made have made these past two months some of the best in my life, I can’t wait to see what comes next.
So, on to Cairo!
On Saturday I will be half through my time here. I can hardly believe time has passed so quickly. I feel like I’ve just arrived from Amsterdam yesterday, though at the same time, I feel like I’ve been here for much longer. I’ve gotten used to the lack of electricity at any given hour, toilets that may or may not work (or be more than a hole in the ground), a lack of paved roads and the general smells that accost you through out the day. It’s difficult to describe this place, pictures don’t give it justice.