My sweet house momma, Shannon! This lady shared wisdom and laughs with us all summer while helping us figure out how to survive in Mozambique. On a side note...don't we both have lovely blue eyes? :)
Here are a couple more pics of our dear little house.
Some of us around the kitchen table with our constant companions, the water bottles. Besides the porch, this was our favorite hang-out!
A rare moment when the kitchen was empty.
This is how you open a can when the can opener breaks in Africa...big knife and a coconut!
My roomie on the back porch with the African day bed she rebuilt! She actually took all of the broken grass weave out, bought new ones and rewove it together!
One thing I've learned in my travels is that no matter where you are in the world, no matter how clean or dirty, hot or cold, poor or rich, easy or hard the thing that matters the most is the people you are with. My time in Mozambique was extra special because I was with encouraging and loving people.
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