Day 3: Waiting

Waiting…waiting…waiting. It seems like 90% of the time we have spent since arriving in Chad has been spent waiting. In the first 24 hours in N’Djamena our waiting time was split between the American Embassy, with whom we needed to register our presence in Chad, and the UNHCR, which was the designated agency to procure…

Day 3: I’ll never be the same

The most common comment I heard before we left LA was, “You’ll never be the same. This experience will change your life forever.” At that time I didn’t know what they meant exactly, and surely I didn’t think it would happen the first day of our journey. But I think it has. While “touring” the…