home.

I have been home for a week now. I don't know how to start to tell about life in the last few months. I miss my babies. I see white children and I think they are funny looking. I miss singing twinkle twinkle little star. When I hear a child cry, it's weird that I don't have to go over to settle it down. I was in a department store, I saw some baby clothes, I looked at them, thinking about who it would look cute on.

But as much as i did love it there. i am glad to be home. If you want a more in-depth story, you just have to phone, and i would gladly go out for coffee with whomever wants to go through 1900 pictures (yeah, I know).

Sometime i will post some pictures of the adventures in cape town.

i have nine minutes

ok, so i am alive and loving cape town. I climbed table mountain today. i went with some guys and a gal from germany. they were in shape. i am just getting over a bad chest cold. i thought that i was going to die on the way up the steep vertical. who needs cable cars, right? definitely took one down.
on the plane ride down to cape town, my friend and i sat next to this guy, who when he found out we were working at an orphanage gave us these free tickets. it ends up that these v.i.p passes are worth 800 rand. so we are going to go and eat food from the top 18 best cooks in the world. yes, in the world.
so that's exciting.
well, i am going to go and enjoy the plus 35 weather.