Paul went through an old hard drive today and found pictures from when we lived in Tanzania. (We lived there the first two years we were married. We worked for an American university.)
We’d planned on climbing Kilimanjaro over a holiday but changed our plans last-minute when our boss asked us to scout out Malawi for a potential student trip.
It’s still one of my all-time favorite memories.
This last shot was taken in Kitulo National Park. It was freezing cold. We were the only ones there apart from some wild horses. I really, really loved that trip.