The last day kinda sucked. I had to wait around all day until we could leave to go to the airport (around 4pm). Saying goodbye was hard. I met some people that I will never forget and look forward to seeing again. Seeing Teddy off was very difficult but I know out of all of the volunteers there, she will be the one that I will see again.
Once we got to the airport things happened fairly quickly. We got on the plane that night and I slept decently. As soon as I arrived in Amsterdam my next plane was already getting ready to board, so I immediately had to say goodbye to the few that were also going home. Next thing you know I'm in Detroit, and then Columbus.
And here I am, 9 days home from Tanzania and I'm already wanting to go back. Last night I found myself looking up flights. My dad is moving to Switzerland in a few months and I'm already thinking about suggesting a visit and then taking a detour to Zanzibar after. Ha.
Honestly, I'm having a hard time staying here in the US. The lifestyle frustrates me. We are so wasteful and unappreciative that it disgusts me, myself included. No wonder the American stereotype is that we're all snobs. I see life differently, and while I didn't care much for material items before, I see can see the wastefulness in them now. My dad would always talk about how my future career is great because I'll be making good money and be well off, but now all I want to do is make money so I can use it to travel. I want to be able to share my passions with those who will actually listen benefit from them. We eat because we want to socialize while many other parts of the world eat to survive. Sadly, developed countries are following this Westernized diet and look where they're getting themselves. I have to ask myself, is it better to lead in a country without access to this health information, or stay in a country who has all of the resources necessary, but is too spoiled to make the health changes that they need?
I know I'm weird. I don't know many people like me, and I can use that to my advantage. And I do wish something could be done. It is hard accepting that the world won't change because of a single girl's desire to better it. Fortunately, I also know that I'm a leader. I don't know if this is the last of this blog, but maybe, just maybe, I've made enough of an impact to cause one person to think about life differently. To me, that is success. Money shouldn't be see as a means of happiness, but a means for survival. Think how rich the world we be if we shared our resources with others, not thinking about who has a better car or body. Gosh. But I digress.