Then I moved here. I am very thankful that the family I am staying with includes a doctor. She was able to diagnose my dysentary while I was still in my pj’s and went up the road and got the medicine I needed. So I didn’t have to leave the house…or the bathroom. I feel … Continue reading I thought I had a strong stomach.
I woke up with my grumpy pants on. I did not feel like going out today. I was scheduled to go to the boy’s center for a few hours just to hang out and get to know them better and such. Nothing really structured or anything. Was not dreading the actual being there. Just the … Continue reading Let’s Be Honest…
So, our next door neighbors are Ethiopian and they had a wedding celebration yesterday. There was a tent set up in the street (literally taking up the whole street so you couldn’t pass through) and lots of hulabaloo all around getting ready yesterday morning. Here, when someone on your street gets married it is expected … Continue reading Next Door Wedding
My definition of adventure is perhaps a bit open. I count adventure as taking a rickshaw on my own for the first time, wading through a large puddle because there was no way around it on the road and having a local man laugh at you and give you a thumbs up, braving the bus … Continue reading Everyday is an Adventure
WHAT a week. I started using public transportation on my own. That has been exciting. I have yet to have a mundane bus ride, to say the least. Also started Arabic classes, so I am thinking I will be fluent in a week or so. Ha! I wish. Arabic is no joke, so I am … Continue reading Swing of Things
over·con·fi·dent (ō′vər kän′fə dənt) adjective -confident without adequate reason; too confident -excessively confident; presumptuous. Also…one who thinks that after only one day of taking the bus in a new country where they don’t speak the language, that they can get off at a different stop to go to the store and can walk back to … Continue reading Over·con·fi·dent
The last two months the song “Little is Much” by Downhere has been rolling around in my brain has been an encouragement to me. The first line has especially made me ponder…”What is the measure of a life well lived?” Well, what is? I have a few ideas of my own, but I would like … Continue reading A Life Well Lived
Just a few little things so far in this first week. Heard: -That the people here are very friendly and helpful, and like visitors. This seems to be the case. Which is great. This particular visitor will be needing a lot of help, thank you very much. -Right now, the mosque blaring some singing for … Continue reading What I have Heard, Smelled, Tasted, Seen, and Touched
I am having a hard time believing that I am really here in what will be my home for the next long while. Sometimes when I have been in the house for a few hours or wake up in the morning I remember and it makes me smile. I never, ever thought I would be … Continue reading Here
Dear Africa, I don’t mean to be mean. We haven’t gotten off to a rough start exactly. Safari was great and I have crossed paths with some lovely people. The robbery, while not my fav, could have been much worse. Getting really sick the next day though just seemed a bit like adding insult to … Continue reading Love Note?