I don’t normally take to instagram to complain about my rather blessed life. I don’t normally have the best track record for seamless travel but after the flight woes of the last few days I needed to voice my frustration with @virginatlantic. I was not allowed on the plane to Africa where I am en route to build a school because of passport space issues. Ladies and gents, unknown fact, if your passport pages don’t have “visa” written on them, they are not valid pages. I learned the hard way and though I do not blame the airline for not letting me board I do blame them for not allowing me to rebook my ticket and attempting to charge me $7,000 for an entirely new one way ticket. I would rather spend that kind of money on a new school, not a coach seat on a flight that should be changed for me for free. So, there. Rant done, but I will say one last thing, it’s hard to have a massive corporation and give every customer complain and issue it’s due diligence. I get that. But when you have not one customer service employee willing to hear me out and help right a situation, then you have a company not worth supporting. I will find my way to the build, I will be late but I will get there;)
Even with a delay, life changing. Thank you to everyone single one of you who supported getting this build off the ground. There is no better way forward then education and this school will provide that and a safe space for multiple villages surrounding where our team lived. This community opened their homes and their hearts to us. Endlessly grateful to have had this opportunity alongside an epic team. Malawi
My ex boyfriends worst nightmare.
Lady in waiting
I’ll see you now now. #let’sseewhogetsthat Boulders Beach Penguin Colony
My feet are large, yes. I’m cool with it. I’m also cool with my new posse Malawi
Missing that ☀️
I get to play dress up for a living. So that’s cool
I get to play dress up for a living. So that’s cool
I get to play dress up for a living. So that’s cool
My own private Idaho. Cape of Good Hope
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore
unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.” ― Mary Oliver
🙅🏼♀️ Table Mountain (Sudafrica)
Bite me
2018 in the rear view. Hope everyone conquers their dreams in 2019💫 San Rafael, California
Missing these faces today. Kasungu District
My element Topanga, California
Cape Town
What is your “happy place”, that question comes up often. Where do you go, mentally or physically to escape or recalibrate. For me, I’d say somewhere far away. A land I have never been, immersed in food and language that is foreign to me, exploring streets and mountains that will stay vibrant in my soul for years to come. But I can’t always go away and sometimes staying where you are is the only choice to make. This place has sheltered my mind for years and I am endlessly grateful for the miles of trails, the countless souls that soar over my head and scatter at the sound of my feet and today I am grateful for the the newly washed life that is shining so bright. This place has my heart. Where is your happy place?
Always. Wear. Protection.
“Sticks in a bundle are unbreakable.” Bundei proverb. Malawi
In less than 4 months this community will walk to a school no more than a 10 minutes from their home. Children here currently walk an hour each way, the youngest being five years old. Education is not a gift, it is a right. Thank you @buildon for your continued and endless fight to make that possible for those who don’t have another option. Malawi
