Wedding in Zimbabwe
Jenny Webb celebrates a joyful and inspiring experience in Africa
It isn’t the heat that strikes us, or the torrential rain, or the wide, ex-colonial boulevards of the Harare suburbs, or the poverty-stricken settlements that line the main roads, or even the unaccustomed food. It’s the hugs. So many hugs. With everyone we meet. Huge smiles, hugs, a warmth that would melt the coldest soul. This is Zimbabwe in December, 2014.
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