What have a gotten myself into?

So on the 4th of March off to Zimbabwe I went. It’s difficult to explain, but as soon as I got the sanctuary I knew that I didn’t belong there. Maybe it was the Lord telling me that it was not part of the plan or maybe I hadn’t moved on from Harnas yet, but I actually got emotional while there, especially when I spoke about Harnas and my reasons for leaving. Kinda crazy I know, I wasn’t forced to resign so I was just being silly. Zimbabwe is a beautiful country and the people are so friendly. The one thing I did enjoy about the sanctuary was the community work they did, especially for the pre-school children in the rural areas who are really struggling financially. That teacher could not thank us enough for bring a few supplies and teaching the kiddies about a few wildlife animals. I wish more people would be so humble. Some children even started crying when they saw a tortoise! It made me realise that we really do take things for granted. I mean, how many of us grew up seeing a tortoise walking across the road, especially on holidays at the beach where you would jump out of the car to help it across!



So after 10 days I was back home again. It was pretty bad as I knew I didn’t have any options to fall back on except contact a lot of people for job opportunities. I’ve lost count on the amount of emails I’ve sent. I received a few responses saying that they were impressed with my CV but unfortunately they had no vacancies but would keep it on file for the future. It was very disheartening to say the least. I started regretting resigning without a job and thinking that Harnas wasn’t that bad after all the changes had happened. But then I’d tell myself that the main reason I left was because I wasn’t learning anything new and didn’t want to stay long enough for me to become too comfortable and not look for other opportunities.


And just when I realised that I would have to find any temporary job before I’d lose my mind from boredom, I got a skype interview with a PhD student who was looking for a field assistant in Botswana for his human-lion conflict project. So on May 8th I jumped on a plane heading to Maun, Botswana. Funny coincidence that it’s almost the same day I was heading back to Harnas last year…a good sign perhaps?


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