I don’t have to tell you that the hardest part of leaving was leaving them behind. At the beginning of the trip, we talked about how we were going to schedule in a side trip to a lion park. Honestly, by the time we got to Saturday, I don’t think most of us cared.
We did go and in the end it was a good thing because it did not allow for dragged out good-bye’s.
The general consensus is that the flight home was better than the one going. Perhaps the first flight helped us prepare mentally; perhaps it is because our perspective about comfort has changed.
We are glad to be home, but we truly left a part of ourselves in South Africa. The picture includes all the kids except Boetie Boet. I have one of just him from the morning we left. I did get him to smile, and he said “yes” when I told him he would be bigger when we next saw him. Made my trip.

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