::vomits::

I'm so nervous about Africa. I've never been scared to go on a missions trip before, but I'm really becoming uneasy about this one. Maybe it's because of all the people telling me to be safe, don't stray from the group, etc.
There isn't any running water or electricity the whole time we're in Swaziland...that makes my stomach turn. The food we're going to be eating while we're there is very basic: grits. And when we eat the grits, we use our hands -no utensils. I knew it would be a different culture and all, but I just wasn't expecting to be out of my comfort zone so much. I know my worries seem petty, but I also have somewhat reasonable ones -like getting up and talking to a bunch of kids about AIDS, school subjects like math, hygiene, and Christ.

I feel sick. I just want a hug from Mason, Robert, Sam, or Charlie, but none of them are here.

Robert won't return my calls. I thought maybe his phone died or he left it somewhere like he has done before, but apparently not. I went to check on him tonight, to see if he was still sick, and his mom said he was at church and she was just about to call him. She called him while I was there and he picked up, the B*****d. What on earth did I do to make him give me the cold shoulder? I freaking brought him soup and icecream.
All I can say is, I want my L.L. Bean soup thermos back!