So despite being thousands of miles away from home, bits of home are never far away. Like dance parties, which is a good thing since dancing is one of my favorite things. My roommates and I were up in our room this afternoon working on straightening the seeming impossible mess gathering in our room, and a small head (belonging to a small person who also lives in the house) poked in and asked, “anyone want to play DDR?”
The revolution has reached Africa. Just in time.
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