There’s always dirt here – never have gotten so dirty so quickly – and that’s just walking to work. But today was real dirt and we were up ears in it. Still picking clumps out of my hair from digging and being in the wrong place when others lobbed shovels of dirt through the air. … Read more
Oh what a day – it’s really what we all came for. Yes – yes – we came to do good work, but come on… We came to see wild rolling savannas and herds of water buffalo and wild things. And we were not disappointed. Up at 4:30 AM, standing in front of the Mosque … Read more
I’m sitting here in a too-quiet house and I never thought I’d be saying that. But it’s the calm after the storm and a fun storm it was. Had a houseful for Thanksgiving and it was just the best – five extra people draped on an assortment of beds, air mattresses and the new couch. … Read more
Sunday was a good day. Toilet fixed, electricity, a language lesson in which I understood much and the delivery of a couch. Life is taking form. Even got laundry done – although the sheets did end up in the Malaria room.. It’s hard to argue with a good day. The couch was delivered on the … Read more
Good morning – it’s Sunday morning and as usual I’ve been awakened by the morning Call to Prayer. But they’re going full tilt here and I can’t quite figure it out. It’s a Muslim Mosque, but the sounds emanating from it are distinctly southern Baptist gospel (I recognize this from my youth) and broadcast for … Read more
t’s 5:30 in the morning and the air is full of distant sounds… I have a feeling some of them are originating in my old noisy stomping grounds. Crickets – now that’s nice, something that sounds vaguely like the call to prayer, a rooster off in the distance and for a while something that sounded … Read more
Had a lovely day yesterday – went to the market, got veggies; went to a kitchen store and bought some mighty fine – and expensive cook wear – more than I need because it’s a set – but I’ve scalded the skin off one hand using the local stuff with no handles. Handles are not … Read more
This is being typed to the backdrop of the marching band practicing down the road. So imagine sitting in the middle of a high school band practice room but they only have one melody and it repeats itself every three measures and it mostly bass drums counted in 4/4 time. OK – now we’re ready. … Read more
Wow – this place is sooooo quiet! It’s like my home-stay at 8:40 at night. Kinda spooky it’s so quite, but I can hear the crickets and a distant radio. I seem to be going from one extreme to another, but I think I’m going to like this. It’s probably related to the power … Read more
I got an e-mail from a friend this morning that said ” I have given deep thought to your tenure with the PC and have come to a conclusion. You are *#!*##! nuts.” Well now, I reported that that conclusion had been reached years ago and that he should “keep up.” Ah how quickly one’s mood … Read more