I won't miss the rains down in Africa... because I'm not going there.

Well, I thought I was safe in celebrating my South Africa acceptance and, consequently, upcoming trip to South Africa. Evidently this was a foolish thought as the trip has since been cancelled.


Imagine this is a photograph of how disappointing it is to be able to smell the wild giraffe poo and then have it yanked away almost immediately. (Also, imagine you actually want to smell the wild giraffe poo. I did! I really did!)

Terribly disappointing. I'll be over here, planning a new trip. I'm open to suggestions, but I don't think I'll be going to anywhere named _______stan, as it would give my mother a heart attack and we can't have that. Maybe I could go to Hawaiistan. I hear it's nice.