11 minutes.

I have eleven minutes to post in the internet cafe before my time runs out, the computer shuts off, and we drive away from swakopmund.

no pressure.

I haven't written since Capetown because

1) I can't yet explain the ideas that have come out of the Generation for Change workshop. These have to be some of the most inspiring weeks - and I have a feeling that I may have seen the birth of something really huge in all of this.

2) We've been moving every day or two...the ever-capricious TTS schedule has been in full swing. I'm not sure that there was a single day between Capetown and Swakopmund where we didnt drastically change plans. But in the last two weeks we've been sand-sledding (Claire and I tied at 73km/hr...good for our friendship), hiked Dune 45 (the highest sand dune in the world) at sunrise, wrote TTS on the side of a different giant sand dune, slept amidst giant rocks that look as though a dinosaur should crash from behind them at any moment, hiked/bouldered/scrambled up a mountain at 5AM and had a scary accident in which we thought one of our girls broke her arm, looked out over Fish River Canyon at sunset into the radiating heat and the deepest stillness I think I've ever felt, canoed down the Orange River, done yoga on a giant plateau...

We've been playing some MAD ultimate frisbee...slowly converting the girls...

My language class is writing, directing, and performing a play for their final project in Afrikaans, Zulu, Xhosa, German, and Shona...more details to follow on that. Imagine "High School Musical" meets South Africa and you're pretty close.

Ok time running out. Much love. I'm missing all of you...

Heather