Manjakandriana and training

Those were long, long days. Natasha used to say "you have to laugh to keep from crying". 30 of us started this adventure, huddled together like domesticated sheep during training: long walks back and forth from the training site to our host families, enduring the 500 Hitleresq salutes of "manaona vahza"everyday, getting used to endless plates of rice, freezing weather, countless hours of culture, language and seminars, isolation, depression, fleas, schisto, shots, bucket baths by candles or flashlight, pit latrines, giant insects and other fun things I am not going to mention. 26 left and 1 year 6 months to go.

First steps

Arrival in Antananarivo: Baggage check,
and away we go. Yes I know the story line is a little dry but right now I thought I would put up more pics and adjust for content later. Cheers.

and on and on

These are the collection of photos taken in Philly. That was the last time we slept on beds like these, and walked through streets like these. Who wants to sponsor an IKEA here?