I am a bit blogged-out at the moment. not that I don't have anything to say. I could surely talk about the measles outbreak in Katanga. but I feel that I should try to occasionally pepper-in some glass-half full, everyday-life Kilwa tidbits into the mix. So here goes:
We received a live chicken as a gift when we opened the new lab in Lukonzolwa. She laid an egg in the car on the way home. We have named her Juliette and have of course bought her a rooster named Romeo so she won't be lonely.
My friend Christine, the German - French nurse who works in the hospital asked me this morning for the English word for hand shoes. she of course meant mittens.
Someone is installing an outdoor Internet café, which in my opinion is quite practical in a place that has a rainy season six months out of the year. But I sure am looking forward to checking my e-mail.
We may have disproved the theory that bats see better in the dark. We had one flying around the office the other night, so we turned out the lights to help the little guy find his way out and he just flew straight into the wall and knocked himself unconscious.
Thierry, the malnourished boy I wrote about is ready to go home to Kasongomwana. He will come with us in the car on Monday.
I noticed that the pasta we buy in the market is manufactured in Woodbridge, Ontario, which is maybe about 30km from where I live. It really is a small world.
Speaking of home. I will go on a short holiday to Zambia in two weeks where I hope to go on a canoe safari. I am a bit nervous about being in a canoe when I know that there are hippos and crocs in the water, but I couldn't resist the advert for "Canadian-style canoes."
We are going to try to make pancakes today so I should probably get home. There is nothing more half-full than pancakes.