With slightly more than three weeks left in Liberia, I'm trying to appreciate the things I do each day, the aspects of my life that have become routine here. I have been taking pictures like a madwoman: buildings, billboards, traffic jams and taxis, usually all photographed from a moving car. While I look forward to coming home, it's hard to leave a place you may never return to, to leave people you have created relationships with. It's hard to accept that life will go on without me in this place!
One big change came tonight when my friend Jenna left, headed back to Chicago. Jenna and I were on the same flight to Monrovia and she, Guthrie and I all arrived on the same day. We lived and worked together for six months and never seemed to get tired of one another. It's strange to be back at the apartment without her. Guthrie and I sort of tiptoed back in when we returned from the airport, not wanting to get all the way inside and discover what we knew to be true...it's down to two of us!
I'm posting a few pictures of the group and the sights we enjoyed our last few days together. This weekend we went back up to Robertsport and stayed overnight at a tented camp right on the beach, which may just be post-war Liberia's first vacation spot. It poured most of the time, but we enjoyed just being away from the city and spending the weekend together before some of us began to move on.
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