last word of thanks

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Cairo, Egypt
Thursday, July 10, 2008

Throughout this trip, Matt, Foxy and I have been blessed with the loving support from our family and friends around the world, many whom I know follow this blog closely.

I'm very thankful for this because it has given me the extra push when I am too tired, irritated or just plain lazy to record every detail more accurately.

In truth, without all your continuous support (in the form of emails, phone calls and virtual hugs), this journey would have been less meaningful.

Life is meant to be shared, and this space has allowed me to do just that - thank you.

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And lastly, an extra special thank you to all the people we met along the way.

Being caught up in your own day-to-day life as you are traveling the vast African continent, it seems ironic how easy it is to become oblivious to the 'headline news' in countries you are supposedly experiencing first-hand.

During our three months on the road, South Africa saw some nasty retaliation against foreigners, Zimbabwe descended into a violent mess in the face of Presidential elections, Khartoum saw some heavy rebel fighting and experienced a tragic plane crash (just days before we arrived), Ethiopia faced some of its worst famine and drought in years, Kenya saw 15,000+ people killed in post-election violence, and just today, 7 members of the joint UN-African Union peace mission in Sudan's Darfur region were killed in an ambush.

Why is it that it is usually the bad news that make the headlines?

What I really want to stress is that, yes all of the above happened and they are tragic horrible incidents.

However, the Africa I will remember and carry with me is about the generosity and kindness we were shown by locals, the people who don't make it on BBC or CNN, but who are changing the world in their own simple way.

This may all sound like some cheesy Hallmark ad, but this journey has proven and confirmed to me what I've always believed: at the end of the day, the human spirit unites us all regardless of age, gender, colour, race, tribe, religion, language, and yes, even the number of children we (don't) have!



Right, gotta wipe my eyes and catch a plane!

xo, Bonnie

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