Dedza, Malawi
It feels like two weeks couldn't possibly have taken me from home to a hut in rural Africa, but it has. Currently, I'm sitting on the back porch watching chickens scramble around our yard while my host family is finishing up lunch. They didn't expect me back so early from school today, and had already started their meal. But they invited me to join them out here while there's still daylight to write my letters. Since it's the beginning of winter in the southern h...