My mom and I have moved into a three-bedroom “house” (I put the word in quotations because it must be thought of in an African way). The house has cement floors, barred windows and doors (which also have glass panes, but because they weren’t secured well, the panes are falling out), and also a bonus: two two-by-two foot holes cut into the ceilings, which Laurie and I are hoping no snakes fall out of.
The construction of the house in general is a bit questionable, as they also left the indoor washroom (an inside room for taking sponge baths) without any holes/drains for the water to go out, rendering the room useless for now. So as of now, my mom and I have been bathing outside behind a 6-foot-high walled structure. But each time we go out in our yard to this structure, we attract a group of people to our fence who watch and wait for us to emerge, I assume it’s because we are white and it is entertaining to watch us go and bathe outside. We are thinking about planting bushes around the inside of the fence, to give a bit more privacy than the barbed wire provides.
Other than that and a case of jet lag, things are good here. I love the people and am enjoying the journey of cultural and physical adjustment (jet lag is still getting to me, especially in the afternoons, when my body says it is time to sleep). It is a process and probably by next week at this time, the jet lag will be a thing of the past.
So there’s a little picture of my last three days (forgot my camera today, but for sure next week I will post a picture of two). Sorry this was long, but it was hard to summarize many experiences with a few words!
Have a great week! Until next time,
Abby
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