The Countdown Begins

I still have over 24 hours here at the orphanage, but time is beginning to slip away.

I went to Mass with the girls again. It was the last time for me and the first time for four other volunteers. As is often the case, the walk back was an exercise in singing as some of the girls attempted to teach me worship songs in Kiswahili. Ironically enough, I seem to finally be able to pick up phrases in Kiswahili. Better late than never, I guess.

I would have liked to have spent more time with the girls this afternoon, but they are practicing for the farewell ceremony that they will put on for me tonight, so I didn't feel like bothering them. Instead, I was alone with my thoughts and reflections on going home and leaving this place.