A few words from Ann’s volunteer trip.
November 1, 2010
I have never met so many people who were truly present, not distracted by the rush of life as we so often are in cities. I felt completely at home, every day, everywhere, even in the slums and in strange towns along the roads. Perhaps that was because Nasur, our driver, was the kindest human being imaginable, and completely dedicated to taking care of us in his world; perhaps it was because our group was so compatible and so forgiving