happy jealousy

My parents are leaving today for West Africa Extraordinaire: a tour with my sister in Burkina Faso, then the three of them will Xmas in Senegal. I wish I too had my bags packed with pills and visas--I've been missing Ghana a lot lately. The parents are a little trepidatious, with the usual visions of scorpions, meager toilets, and intestinal diseases dancing through their heads, but me, I am so excited for them I can hardly stand it.
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