It’s a strange transition, going from a week in Sri Lanka to my family’s annual week at the Frederick Fair in Maryland. The mornings are chilly here, and there are no palm trees. No Indian Ocean. No mosquitoes carrying malaria or Dengue fever.
We sell ham and cheese sandwiches from our food tent just off the midway. A lot of people walk away with five at a time because for every four sandwiches you buy you get one free. That costs $19.80.
Or a week’s wages for someone in Sri Lanka.
We also sell a lot of soda under our tent (or “pop” for you Midwesterners). In order to stock up our tent at the beginning of the week, we bought a pallet of water and a lot of cases of Coke. In fact, our first order cost us $766.00.
Or 153 days wages for someone in Sri Lanka.
It’s a strange world, where the equivalent of one person’s six months of hard labor can be consumed on the other side of the planet in three or four days by people having fun. Drinking sugary drinks.
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For about the first week after I got back from Sri Lanka, my body clock was so screwed up that I was wide awake by 3:30am. I got a lot of work done on those early mornings, but it was also kind of fun because many of my fellow Sri Lanka bloggers were awake at that time.
We’d send each other early morning messages on Facebook while most of the rest of our world was sleeping. We unofficially debriefed our experiences. We laughed about the old inside jokes and threatened reunions.
Then, one morning towards the end of the week, I woke up and groggily picked up my phone to check the time. 6:30am. No more jet lag. No more middle-of-the-night conversations with my Sri Lanka blogger buddies. It felt like the trip had finally ended.
It was the saddest morning I’ve had for quite some time.
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I miss jet lag. I miss being ravenously hungry at 3:30am. I miss the new friends I made during that week. I miss feeling connected to a country on the other side of the world that I never thought I’d visit.
Then I see the photo of the little boy in Sri Lanka my family is sponsoring. And it’s such a little thing. Such a miniscule thing. $35 a month. I wish I could do more.
Will you join me in supporting World Vision by sponsoring a child? Click HERE for more information. And watch this awesome video put together by Matthew Paul Turner with pics of the kids we met on our trip: