So what is it like to revisit an experience that changed your life. I guess the answer is different but strangely comfortable.
Having felt at a loss coming back from Lesotho, I was lucky to get the chance to go out again this year. That feeling of loss was primarily because I felt that there was work to do and that I had no sense of closure. Perhaps that’s what this work is … a constant feeling that it will never be finished.
The experience this time is different, no team of three, no one to whinge to when the day has been a disaster. There’s also that missing company when you finally sit down for a meal and realise that you’re looking at one knife, one fork and a single lonely little spoon. There’s no one to palm off the dish washing to either!!!