Juana, a Peruvian medic living in Zambia. (Conversation in Spanish)
Life in Zambia is completely different from what we know in the West. There's so much corruption and poverty. If people aren't suffering from natural disasters, they're suffering from man-made ones. But it has a natural beauty to it too - Lake Victoria is an hour away from where we live. We're free to appreciate God's creations.
I'm a Christian, and I've worked as a medic for a humanitarian charity in Zambia for 25 years. Before that I traveled all over the world working at athletic competitions. I've done 14 Pan American games - even one in Medellin. I've done the Olympics. But since I went to Oklahoma Christian University and found God, I knew I wanted to help people. So I moved to Africa. I married a Zambian Ian and had three beautiful children. I've just dropped the middle one at Oklahoma Christian. He's studying aerospace engineering - and I can't wait to see how he ends up helping people.
(She was seated next to me on a flight from Dallas to Mexico City. She was connecting to Peru to see her 95-year-old mother and 103-year-old father.)
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I'm back, and currently traveling from my current home in Dallas to Medellín, Colombia for a vacation. First, though, a 20-hour layover in Mexico City. 12 hours into the trip and I've already added two people on Facebook from the airport lounge, helped Juana here race through the airport and make a connection, swapped travel stories with an old man on the night bus and spoken more Spanish than I have after a year and a half of living in Dallas. I'm looking forward to meeting and sharing about more interesting people.
It's good to be back.
(Side note: did I really not post anything from Egypt last year? I need to fix that when I get back.)
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