I woke up this morning not really knowing what to expect from this class. All I knew is that it was going to be an intense 8 hours. So far, it’s been going by fast, and it’s only gotten me more excited for our upcoming trip.
These next few days will be devoted to a crash course in both theology and journalism, which will be interesting considering I’ve forgotten almost everything I learned in Theology 100, and have no experience in filming/journalism.
As I’m writing this, my first blog post, “Waka Waka” by Shakira is playing (cliche, I know), and I just can’t help but daydream about what it’ll be like to step off the plane into an entirely new world. Although this won’t be my first time out of the country (I’ve lived in Romania, and I’ve traveled to Israel a few times), this trip will be VERY different from any that I’ve been on.
For one, my parents will not be with me (this has both it’s positives and it’s negatives).
Second, I’m embarking on this trip as part of a class (two actually). This means that although it will be a ton of fun, it will also be a ton of work.
Third, Uganda is a developing country. I will see and experience things that will undoubtedly change me as a person, things that most people will only ever read about in books, or see on the news.
I am both excited and scared. Excited because this is the trip of a lifetime; the trip I’ve been wanting to embark on for years now. I am also scared, because I know I will never be the same afterwards.