I can't say there weren't a few bumps along the road...or the flights (emphasis on the plural) for that matter...but I have arrived in Lubumbashi in the province of Katanga in the DRC with my luggage! I'm not sure at what hour or in which time zone I last slept but I am strangely not tired. For those of you that know me well you won't be surprised to know that I already lost my glasses...which is why I brought a spare pair...which is also why Susan bought me those granny strings for my glasses for the trip...and yes I am slightly ashamed that I didn´t use them in time...ahh to live with regrets.
The plane that will take me to my project in Kilwa leaves every Friday so I will be here for a week. I have been told they can't wait for me to get there but I think it´s mainly beacuse I am bringing them cheese. So far the weather here is cooler than I expected so I am not regretful about the sweaters I packed. I´ve had a few briefings already but I fear that my brain has absorbed next to nothing, especially since they were in French and I haven't spoken French on a regular basis in around 11 years. I got shown how to use the radio equipment which should come fairly easy to me after all my years of singing songs into my Gampy´s cb radio in his Big Mack Truck.
I haven't seen much of the city yet but I'm sure I'll have the chance over the next week. I do know that there is a bakery here that makes the best pain au chocolat in the world (on good word from a française) and a KFC (Katanga Fried Chicken...the Colonel's other secret recipe.) And so I am enjoying a bit of R&R before I head off to the "terrain" and enjoying the feeling of being alive and in Africa.