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Welcome to my page, my name is Jenny. I've been traveling since December 2024 by doing work exchanges around the world. I travel because I crave connecting with people and nature and growing into my higher self on the journey. Here, you'll find my stories, straight from my mind since I've been traveling.

One starry night in the north of Namibia, I had to pee. I was at the end of a two week camping trip with two other people I was volunteering with the two months prior. In the early hours before the sun rose, I walked out of the bathroom and looked at the heavy-duty safari tent the two others were sleeping in. I stood for a moment, breathed in the cool nighttime air, and looked around our camping area. I looked to the sky. One rule in Namibia is stay aware of your surroundings. You never know what animals are around, especially at night. So I decided to climb on top of the white truck we drove. Massive girl, we named her Rose. The back covered in dust from the dirt roads we traveled for hours at a time. I climbed to the roof. Laid my head down on a bump in the metal below me and my eyes settled on the sky above. I thought about how the moon is upside down in the southern hemisphere. I thought about the zebras surrounding our car in an endless land. The lovers wrapping their necks around each other. Rubbing their heads in affection. I thought about the best friend I made that is lying in the tent. Someone I will never have this time with again. I thought about the way the earth seemed to want you to feel her beauty as deeply as it's meant to be felt in this country. The way the sunset seems to play with the bugs flying and crawling in the open land. The sky breathing at the same rhythm as the earth below. The way at times, lions, elephants, rhinos hang in a mysterious realm beyond what humans are granted to see. Knowing they're doing their animal things out there somewhere with their kind. I eat my canned chakalaka on rice in false peace. A realm exists nearer than I know where the magic of nature is booming in its wild yet perfectly orchestrated dance. I was living a dream I didn't know I had. And a year later, that dream still orbits my inner world. It's almost like the moon in my sky. I look to it like I looked to the stars that night. The way the stars are something you can feel like you know so deeply and that you can communicate with in a straight line from your heart to their ancient twinkle, always protecting you from above and revealing themselves at night if you desire to come speak with them. I desire to go back to that land. The same way I know the land is playing a patient game of my return. A visitor to an ancient landscape, I look to my moon crave to and feel even more deeply the relationship of the sky to the land to the creatures and humans in its atmosphere.

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Today, my scarf went missing. I got it a year ago in Fethiye, Turkey. I was volunteering on a farm that was far from the city and a girl I was volunteering with came back one day from the city with a purple scarf that myself and the other volunteers loved. Light purple, pink interlaced, light blue. On a day I had off, I made it to the city with a friend, Kerem, a Turkish guy who was volunteering at the farm as well. We had a location from Elvin that wasn’t quite right, so we searched side streets asking in shops if they knew where to go. We found her. A woman with a wild little shop full of Turkish trinkets and a wall full of scarves. She stood with me as I looked at all the colors and had no idea which ones to choose. She pulled all the green, pinks, maybe I don’t want light pink, I like the gold, that’s not my shade of green. Is this shade of pink my color? Is my hair too light to match this shade of pink? I settled on a bubblegum pink interlaced with blue and yellow and a red interlaced with yellow, purple, blue (in the photo). I loved them. I wore them on cold mornings working in the fields of the farm. Planting beans and picking oranges before the sun came over the mountain. I slept with them at night. They smelled like me. I wore the red one on my travel day leaving my farm bubble flying from a local airport in Turkey all the way down to Namibia in southern Africa (airport mirror in the photo above). I slept with them in my months in Namibia. They kept me warm at night on safari. I cried into them when I was hurting. I held them when I needed a hug when I was alone on my travels. They came with me to South Africa. I started to wear the pink one there more than I had before. I met a guy in Namibia that I met again in SA. We sang All Too Well together. A song about a long lost scarf. A friend that I learned a lot from. I lost the pink scarf to him. God only knows where it is in the world now. But I still had my red one. I continued through months of finding myself, talking to God asking Him what He wants me to do with my life, a painful journey and a beautiful one. And a lot of tears into my surviving scarf. It came to Portugal with me, Morocco. And I made friends here who are like brothers. One of them wore my scarf the last few days on our adventures here in Morocco, and yesterday after a wild wild wind storm asked if I got my scarf back from outside. No. This morning, asking again and not finding it outside. I searched the house. And I cried. Not out of anxiety, but out of pain. Maybe it was pain attached to losing the first one. Material things are replaceable, but this one I will only replace with its twin in Turkey.

One year ago, I had just arrived in Namibia in Southern Africa. The photo above is the start of my morning shift volunteering in a surf hostel there. I took this photo at 4:51 am after coming back from the only club in Swakopmund. I knew I was going to have to pull an all-nighter so I set up half of breakfast and fell asleep on the couch for an hour before my shift started. The work at this volunteering was a lot, but my volunteer group and manager were amazing. Looking at this photo, it's funny how places have different smells ahaha I can smell this house and the feeling of being in it.

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