Kyra and I had joined Sarah and Daniel,
one of the boys from the catering school, on a walk around the
outskirts of Suubi. The intention was to find monkeys. For being in
Africa, I had not yet tripped across elephants, lions or zebras and
was feeling rather deprived. (Though I am aware this is not expected
for developed Africa).We had hiked through the woods, hoping to
catch some monkeys swinging in the thick bush, but it was not until
we were by the road, that they appeared. The guards we had past had
been first to point them out – the daily entertainment from their
post.
“This is one of the best day
moments!” Sarah snapped away with her camera.
“Don't you mean best moment of the
day?” I asked.
“No, day moments,” she explained.
“You compile all the best moments in a year, so at the end of the
year, the aim is to have 24 hours of best moments that make the best
day.”
It sounded like a good philosophy to
me, although I would have to figure out the approximate times for
each moment, fitting them together into 24 hours for a highlight
real. Maybe Sean could create an algorithm for a cellphone
application. However, with what God keeps doing, I know I have
already succeeded the 24 hour quota 2014. I do not doubt Sarah has as
well.
Thinking back over 2014, there have been plenty of best day moments. Only in the past two months, I could probably compile a 24-hour reel. Realizing my love for passion fruits, meeting Calvin, riding bodabodas down dirt roads, stitching in the clinic, administering vaccines, sunrises over the balcony, eating a tub of ice-cream (the food I miss), biscuits and tea with Mardi, reading with Kyra, splunking under Sipi Falls...the list goes on. The days of the year are coming to a close, and I do not doubt that there will be many more moments - right up until midnight of December 31st.
Thinking back over 2014, there have been plenty of best day moments. Only in the past two months, I could probably compile a 24-hour reel. Realizing my love for passion fruits, meeting Calvin, riding bodabodas down dirt roads, stitching in the clinic, administering vaccines, sunrises over the balcony, eating a tub of ice-cream (the food I miss), biscuits and tea with Mardi, reading with Kyra, splunking under Sipi Falls...the list goes on. The days of the year are coming to a close, and I do not doubt that there will be many more moments - right up until midnight of December 31st.
Eating a tub of ice-cream...each |
Another Sunrise |
Calvin, of course |
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