My birthday was on Thursday and my four closest Peace Corps friends, Holly, Joy, Meggan and Morgan, came to my hut to celebrate. Joy made delicious food, and even a cake (although the middle was raw), and we chatted and had a great time. It was such a satisfying and unique birthday. Sure I missed family and friends stateside but it was definitely a special one to remember. Friday Morgan and Meggan went back to their own villages, but that evening a few Zambian friends from town came to share my birthday and we had a lot of fun. While we were talking about village life together, Quincy said, "The village is unity." Its so beautiful to see 4 generations who all live and work together. Saturday was the big party and 6 more Americans came out and brought a Brai (BBQ). During the day we were surprised when Nyao traitional dancers came to my house. They are intimidating but my family was there so it was a lot of fun and they didn't overstay their welcome.
Overall it more than I could have ever hoped for and I'm glad 10-year-old-me was completely wrong about where I would be at 25. It was a fantastic last birthday in Zambia and unlike any other. Also made better from all the love I received from family and friends stateside. I'm looking forward to what surprises the next year will bring and where I will be for 26. XOXOXO
