Foreign, Yet Familiar

I was nervous as hell to meet my host family. My Peace Corps Training (PST) group arrived in Namaacha after a week of introductions, airport freak outs, day-long layovers and a 15-hour flight. Needless to say, after the emotional drain and physical havoc getting to Mozambique took on us all, we immediately bonded as family.Continue reading “Foreign, Yet Familiar”