A little update

Well my fundraising page is up and running, and I'm very close to £100 which I'm over the moon about!

If anyone can donate, please do. I'm just one person, trying to improve thousands of lives, but with your help, it can be made a much simpler task.


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A New Venture

Hi all,

Anyone who read this blog, or spoke to me about my time in Africa, will know about all the good work that I did whilst out there. Well it doesn't end there!

I am now starting a new project called Hitch 2013, which involves hitch hiking to Croatia from England, to raise money for a charity called Link, who works to create sustainable education in sub-Saharan Africa...

Please take a look here, and thank you for any donations!

Helping from Afar

I recently raised and donated £810, which was matched by The Cicely Foundation for start-up costs for a lunch program for the 140 children in the school, and it’s now up and running, and largely funded by the parents of the children as well as overseas sponsors. The children now receive Makande (maize and beans) with vegetables everyday as well as bananas, which is a massive improvement on the watery cup of porridge they previously received. (More information here: http://peacematunda.org/category/recent-updates/)

The new kitchen for the lunch program

Shock to the System

Now I'm back home, all unpacked (slightly) and I've had a good old soak in the bath, all I can say is that I miss it.
I miss Tanzania.
I miss Peace Matunda.
I miss Itchi (the stray dog).
I miss the piki piki’s and the tuc tuc’s.
I miss the dust that was permanently on my shoes.
I miss the smiling faces every time I walked in a room.
And I miss the kids like nothing I've ever missed before.

In the last few days out there I felt home sick; so much so that I cried, whereas now that I’m home, with all the luxuries I was so used to before, I miss how simple life was out there, and how much joy one person could bring with something that seemed so insignificant. I don’t dislike people here for being how we all are, myself included, I just wish there was a way I could show people that there is more to life that what we know here at home.


Before I left, I watched this video on Shaun’s blog (the volunteer coordinator out there) and it was a lovely video to watch. It made me excited to go out there and see it all for myself.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUDfl3PPTuU

When I got back, I watched it again, and this time, instead of laughing and giggling along with the kids, I cried all the way through… with a huge grin on my face! Now, I know every single one of those kids, they each have a place in my heart and I’ll miss each and every one of them.

Keep an eye out for some plans I have up my sleeve :)

1st Nov 4:00pm

Hello England. I’m home!

1st Nov 8:20am

In the airport, I struck up a conversation with an English looking man sat near me. We had the same flight to Nairobi and then onto Amsterdam. I spent the whole flight chatting to him. He had just climbed Kili and was heading home to Birmingham to his wife and two kids. I liked talking to him because it made the flight seem so much shorter.

We got onto the subject of Kili because I asked the air hostess which mountain either side of the plane was Kili. And it just so happened it was the one on my side – conveniently, the side with the sun rise too,

Needless to say I took lots of pictures.

I’m on the Amsterdam flight now, waiting to take off. I appear to be sat next to a foreign woman who is either drunk lost or incompetent.

God help us all for the rest of the flight.

1st Nov 3am

I’m Kili airport, its dead! Check in isn’t open until 4:30am, guess I over compensated on time. Oh well.