My last day at Antelope Park was emotional to say the least. I started the day doing research. I jumped in the truck and headed in to a area of the park where the release pride is. This is a pride of lions who have previously been hand raised and walked. They were then put in a 500acre enclosure which would be a semi-wild habitat in the aim they would continue their hunting skills and breed. The cubs then grown (age 5-6) would then be wild cubs and released into a national park. The Cubs are going to be released some time this year hopefully so they can breed with other wild lions and start repopulating the ever diminishing lion population. So we monitor them to see who is dominant, who is friends - who they sit with, who is a good hunter, who is a good cater etc.

After a very quiet research trip I had breakfast and headed into town - Gweru. While there I saw the girls that I had spoken to previously in the week at the drop in centre the ones I had wanted to get off the streets. After a chat with them and Staben the community officer at the park we had a phone call from the Pastor with information of a lady he knew with some accommodation. So while all the other volunteers headed to the orphanage in Mkoba. Staben, John and I went with the girls to meet this lady, she said we could go with her to her house to see her cottage. While she finished her jobs in town Staben took us into the local market where we bought a sugar cane 2m long for 50cents. We proceeded to walk around chewing the cane to absorb the sugar. It was sweet but not as strong as I thought it would be and in the heat it was very refreshing.

Finally we met with the lady and 8 of us climbed into a tiny Honda and headed to a nice suburb outside of Gweru. The accommodation was small but was perfectly fine for the 4girls and their babies to live in. I asked the lady could they move in today, she agreed and said she would take good care of them and if she had any issues she would put them up in her house to monitor them. Finally a safe environment for these vulnerable girls. I paid the lady and thanked her for helping these girls. We then climbed into the taxi and took the girls to where they stayed on the streets to pack their clothes and have them bus money and money for food for a few days. Relief doesn't even cover how I felt. Once we left the girls we headed to the taxi rank where I was overcome with emotion. Just knowing these girls and their babies had a safe, warm house to sleep in was a great feeling. My sisters were safe at last.

I climbed into the "chicken bus" with John, Staben and 18 other people. It's 15maximum and enjoyed a very real experience of Africa, we almost had to climb out the window to exit after the driver spent 5minutes trying to open the door. Freedom at last! The driver then shouted after us that we were genius white people for taking the bus and that we had now blessed his bus.

Later in the evening Sandra had created a film about a week at antelope park. Well, the only thing I can say is that it took only a minute before I was in tears, what a beautiful film about the experiences we have all shared. After trying to sob quietly to myself everyone else loved it so much they decided to play it again. Round 2 of crying, fantastic! After the amazing day I had emotions were already high and this just tipped me over the edge. I am going to miss the people I have met at antelope park, the animals I have worked with and the beautiful experiences I have had in Zimbabwe! Tatenda (thank you) Zimbabwe, I will not forget it.