Preperations

I really ought to be doing something else than blogging, but right now, it's as if my insides are winding up - much like a mechanical clock winds up. I know that suddenly, I'll be so tightly wound up that the only thing I can do, is be effective.

I should be packing. I'm leaving, on a jet plane... (sorry, that song has stuck with me since I was 13)... actally, I am leaving on a jet plane this coming Wednesday. I am going home. Home to mom and dad. Home to Tanzania. All by myself.

Kobbeå, Bornholm

This summer will be the weirdest summer ever for our family. Natasja is off at youth camp already, Teresa will be going to Sweden with her grandparents on Saturday, and Hasse and Johanna will go to Jutland for a few days, then they will join Teresa & co. in Sweden after that. I will be in Tanzania. I don't think we've ever been so split up before during a holiday.
Luckily, we've planned a week together on wonderful Bornholm (isle of my father and husband) right before going back to work and school.

I am really looking forward to going off to TZ. It'll be the first time since I moved away in 1993, that I will be returning alone. It feels good, but also strange. I know that I will only be able to relax when I walk through the door of my parents home.

We went to TZ in 2008 as a family, mainly for a vacation. This year, I'll be joining my folks in a crusade i Ilagala, by Lake Tanganyika.

When possible, I will post pictures and write more about my trip.

Just to set the mood - 2 of my favorite pictures from our 2008 trip:

Morogoro, large crater, now filled with wildlife 

View from our rented cottage on Zanzibar