Posted On: Wednesday, March 20, 2013 - Chaconians
After fighting sleep for hours I decide to stumble my way to make coffee and open my computer that is fully charged for the first time in months. Its four in the morning and my body is living somewhere between Africa and the US time zone. My first sip of coffee doesn’t taste like the gray gritty coffee that I am used to from the island. If I was still living island life it would be 12pm, I would be finishing up my first paddling session and probably playing water volleyball while lunch was being prepared. Now I am in a house in the states trying to type up a blog that will some how recap all the awesome adventures I have experienced in the past month while in Africa.