Thursday September 27, 2012
Its that time of the week again…blogging and jamming out to
some good American tunes. Tonight: One Direction. Nothing better in the
village! Especially when our kerosene lamp is being temper mental yet again,
and Marisa is taking it apart and reassembling it as we hope it comes through
for us tonight.
I’ll begin with my 10 favorite random stories from this
week:
1. I went for a run on Wednesday after school, and while
everyone looked at me like I was crazy, I was fortunate enough to have two
people join me along the way. One woman who was wrapped in a kanga and wearing
sandals joined first, then a boy from Muyenzi ran all the way home with me. No
big deal.
2. This morning I woke up to find a very large spider on the
ceiling above my door, most likely poisonous. I successfully killed it with a
broom, although I think I died a little inside in the process.3. I also die a little bit every night at 7:08 precisely.
Starting around 6:59, the bats that live in our ceiling come to life and nine
minutes later plummet out of the side of our house in crazy waves of blackness.
It’s quite the sight.
4. If I had 100 shillings for every time I heard “Mzungu” or “I
love you” while riding down the rode on a piki-piki or walking through town, I could afford my own
piki-piki.
5. The amount of dirt on my feet every night is absurd. What’s
up multiple baby wipes. I don’t think they will ever be clean again…ever.
6. I’ve perfected the art of the bucket shower with only 6 cups
of water, which happens twice a week.
7. We ventured to the orphanage in Rulenge on Sunday, and the
little kids were so adorable! No surprise of course, but we plan on visiting
every Sunday to play with the cute little kiddies J
8. Tuesday night, our kerosene lamp went out (a nightly occurance…).
So Marisa went into her room for her headlamp, only to find a huge spider on
her wall. Bravely, she tried to kill it with a flip flop, but this was one
hearty spider and he definitely did not die, which caused both of us to scream.
Within minutes, there was a knock at the door. One of the teachers that lives
across the street heard us and just wanted to make sure we ok. Well, we invited
him in to kill this spider for us, and he looked at it and laughed, saying
“this little thing??” Right, I suppose size is relative. Thankfully, the spider
did not live much longer.
9. I’ve come to love hot milk. We get fresh milk delivered to
us every day, and we boil it and put chai and sugar in it. Nzuri sana! Also, we
love the presence of avocados here, because guacamole is seriously so
delicious. Tastes a little bit like America…
10. My Swahili skills are improving. But I tend to go through
most of my life in a cloud of not understanding anything that’s happening. My
Form 1 class falls to the floor laughing every time I say anything in Swahili.
It’s hilarious.
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