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From Andrew

It is both shocking and awe inspiring to see a city such as Bombay with its metropolitan high-rises juxtaposed with fishing slums and extreme poverty...

From Stephanie

The experience was full of color, laughter, music, screams, ocean waves and speeding cars, some sickness, some sadness, and much, much joy.

From Cecelia

I was one of the five that arrived for the first leg of this expedition and was astonished on a daily basis by so much of what I saw, heard, felt.

From Malin

After all the trips that I have done with CWB I have never experienced two different worlds in the same place as I did in Mumbai.

Notes from Helga

… The small street we drive up to is too crowded and small for the car to drive through. We decide to walk down to the small room where the children are waiting for the weird white clowns who are coming to perform for them. I throw my accordion on my back and we walk out into the maze of people and small alleys...

From Gulshirin

I am in an odd position. The reason being that India is my home and there are certain aspects of life there that I take for granted – the extremities, the dirt and poverty are a part of life that I grew up with...

Journal for Cairo 2006

We learned that anyone who knows a song has a gift to offer this world.

Jamie’s Journal Oct 21, 2006

These performances are just one part of the many amazing experiences we have had during this five day residency in Malealea...

October 20, 2006 – Malealea, Lesotho

Voices ring out in harmony echoing in the bare community hall. “May you live in peace. May peace be with you.”

Alice’s Journal Oct. 7th: Maseru

First a week at the SOS Children’s Village in Maseru. We taught a 5 day residency to 100 children (two large groups in the morning) and 10 youth in the afternoons. Then on to Lesotho Child Counseling Unit and Ladybrand Hospice.

Jamie’s Journal Oct 3rd.

Today is Lesotho’s 40th anniversary of its independence. The town of Maseru is in full festivities...

Alice’s Journal, Sept. 25th

...at an Intensive Care Unit for HIV inpatients, it took me a second. A rush of tears came to my eyes and I had to breathe them back. Eyes so sunken in. Arms of bone, with a thin layer of skin. Lying there. Just lying there. I smiled. They smiled back. We moved forward.