From drain to toothbrush = NOT GOOD!
Simpson said he didn’t have any ants in his room this morning. But this evening he borrowed the ant powder. Just walked into the bathroom and there’s over a hundred of them running the length of the bath into my toiletries bag. It’s full of them, eating what: plasters? eye shadow? or cream for insect bites? (that’d be ironic!)
We’ve had everything else, now apparently it’s Ant Season! (I won’t be seeing you next July then Ana!! Ana – in Portugal – can’t stand ants).
“Michael Jackson is dead” notice on one of the many blackboards that line exterior walls of Ggaba teacher training college. Few schools have electricity / PCs / overhead projectors so trainee teachers have to practice writing with chalk on boards.
Seems my Ugandan running career is prematurely over. My knee injury (slight tear to lateral minuscus), although not serious now, could be if I carry on running. Plans to run my first 10k in November are therefore unlikely.
I’m not allowed to dance either! Woe is me.
I’m enjoying work (mostly!) Things do take forever though:
– 2 months to get damp and rotten wardrobe seen to so I could unpack
– 4 months to get Outlook installed and running properly
So in scheme of things, 6 months recuperation for knee isn’t surprising … but having to deal with frustrations and delays in all areas of your life simultaneously is hard though.
Success here is counted in small ways. Sometimes you just have to be grateful if you have electricity and everyone comes to work!
Last week is a good example:
No elec all day (maintenance or shortage? Most of the Kampala grid was off)
Monday – Wednesday
No elec in compound thanks to useless landlord not paying last year’s bills.
Luganda lesson cancelled
Mobile network down
Colleagues both at a funeral (relative died of a snakebite. He lived in countryside nr Tanzania not Kampala!)
Office phone out of order (and still is five days later …)
No elec of course means no landline phone or internet too, at home or in office.
[Photo: having the elec disconnected in Uganda involves climbing the pylon, untying (literally!) the cable, coiling it up, and throwing it into back of lorry and driving off].
And this was Monday morning! I had to laugh, nowt else for it 🙂