Every trip is different but the same .. I meet life long friends, people with huge hearts and compassion. People who put their lives on hold to fill the gap that those in power leave .. I feel I/we are doing something to help but it never feels enough, a sticking plaster on a deep wound in our society.. I feel a burning unease at our world . My emotions are so strong and so mixed, they ebb and flow through me without directiom. I am tired and at the same time so full of energy .. always different and always the same. 

My time here is short, this is because of my other responsibilities back home, my life, my husband, my children, my work. I have choices, I am lucky. 

So with only a short time I know I need to work hard and use experiences and knowledge I have to the best of my ability. Those who know me, know this will probably mean looking into drains and gravitating towards waste .. yes I glamorous to the core. 

I was happy today that I managed to get the drainage from the kitchen working.  We had been without this since I arrived and it’s been haunting me.  I am not sure for how long it will work . But for now, we have a free flowing drain. 

Yes so .. waste is in my blood and skin ..I might as well make the most of it .

One love 💖