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And then there was Harare. The town I have been fearing for and heard so much about. And suddenly I am here and I have left my friends in KweKwe and am on my own. The first day I had a small panic attack. What am I doing? can I handle a big city without walk overs on my own. I need someone to tell me "now it is safe to walk!". But after I meet up with Placsedes from ABDO and got to go to the office it all seem to be falling into its place. Harare is not as dangerous as it in media may seem and most people I have meet here have been really friendly. Well it has only passed 5 days but still I am calm. Maybe it is because I live at such a nice hostel "It's a small world backpackers lodge" it is called and I really like it. Yesterday I went to a salsa class that was held at the hostel and today I meet up with some swedes who work in Harare and got to see the fancy Dune Estate and buy some gifts for my grandmothers. I hope the will be really pleased with what I found.

The journey has so far been really good. I am not homesick, but I am happy that I eventually will go home. It makes the days more valuable. Africa was nothing as I thought it would be. It is so much better.

So now Kenya, Tanzania and Zambia is passed but my days in Harare, KweKwe, Gweru and then South Africa lays a head.

//ViolaIngeborg from Avondale, Harare.