This is it, the day I’ve been dreading for 3 months. Today is the day I board a plane that will take me to Heathrow and then DFW. I realize that I must return to my American life; college, pets, sisters, preparing for the dreaded GRE. After my first month here I called my parents and my dad was worried that I wasn’t going to come home. I assumed he was just being funny about the whole “don’t get eaten by a lion” thing but he was worried I wasn’t going to get on my plane because I was having too much of a good time. Well don’t worry Dad, I’m coming home!
I came to South Africa to learn about veterinary medicine in game animals but I got a whole lot more bang for my buck. I met people from all over the world; Holland, Canada, Taiwan, Australia, England and many more. I met people who are similar and completely different from me, students accepted to and declined from vet schools, kids on gap years, game farmers, trophy hunters, the upperclass, the lowerclass, people I hope to keep in touch with for as long as possible. I even spent 2 weeks on a project with a Kappa Delta sister! While I was here I scaled cliffs, ran from Buffalo, played with animals that could eat me, tasted new foods, attempted to learn more Afrikaans, saw every animal present in The Lion King, tried to resuscitate a giraffe and enhanced my pool skills (who am I kidding I’m still horrible at playing pool). As cliché as it sounds, traveling to South Africa has taught me a lot about myself and what I’m capable of.
I just want to thank everyone who helped me go on my summer journey; Kim Sotman, Lauren Mims and her family, Leanne Lowry, Stephens College, the Russell family, and my family members. I want to send über thanks to my parents, Lisa and John McCurdy, who allowed their only child to travel to a third world country for the whole summer without question.
See you later South Africa, I’ll be back as soon as possible!