Post Botswana Reflection
I can’t believe that my time in Botswana has come to a close and that I am back home in the United States. Every day I think about the time I had there and all those who I met. Settling back into the lifestyle here has been somewhat difficult in that so much is completely different. The classroom culture, for example, is nothing like it is at my home school. At the University of Botswana, the due dates are not clear, tardiness is not a problem (most of the time the professors were even late), and sometimes the students would go off on a tangent speaking Setswana.
The transportation, as well, is nothing like home. Taking combis and calling cabs was the only way to get anywhere other than walking unless you knew a friend with a car, and often times us students would walk very long distances. There was something pleasant about that though and about the insecurities of taking public transportation, as silly as that may seem. And wow, although I loved my time in Botswana and consider it one of the greatest experiences of my life, it is definitely good to come home to the food that I am used to. But even though there isn’t much variety or choice in what you are eating in Botswana, I still find myself craving foods like pop and the paphatas.