Last night I totally caught a frog and it peeed on my neighbour! Good times. I was walking up the hill in the dark when suddenly (for dramatic tension), I saw something running across my path. In hindsight, it was probably jumping, being a frog and all, but at the time I didn't know what it was, and my impression of its movement was that it was running. So I was going to take it into the house to freak out Dora, when I saw my neighbour sitting outside his house. I just couldn't contain my excitement any longer, so I yelled out, 'I’ve caught a frog!' and thrust the unwitting creature into his hands. I asked him if if was poisonous, although by that time it would have been too late for the both of us. It was all puffed up and squishy like an amphibious marshmallow. Naturally, as curious beings, we were squeezing it and pulling it's legs and the like, so it's hardly surprising that it peeed on us. I think I probably would have done the same in it's situation. 'I think we should let it go now', I said, to which my distraught neighbour replied, 'I have frog pee on my hands'. And he did. Yes he did.
So before that, I had a very good day. Tuesday morning is my morning off, so I stayed at home to do some house work. I swept and mopped my bedroom floor, and washed my pants (I was down to my last pair). I’m trying to think what else I did, but that's pretty much it. It took me an exceptionally long time to work myself up to having a shower this morning. The prospect of kneeling in a cold bath to wash with a bucket of water and a cup can be a daunting one. And there was a spider in the bathroom yesterday, which obviously threw me as I totally miscalculated the boiled water to cold tap water ratio, and ended up with a bucket of lukewarm water, which is never nice, unless of course, you are used to washing in freezing glacier water, in which case lukewarm water would be a real treat. But don't get me wrong, I am so grateful that we have an indoor bathroom, cold running water and charcoal to boil water on. And Dora should be too, because I’m not sure I would ever wash if we didn't!
Then in the afternoon I went to Ubuzima for the general meeting. A guy called Jash interpreted for me, which was nice, as I’m usually left to guess what is being said. This doesn't bother me, as I just make up my own script in my head, which can get pretty interesting. Any guesses what Jash is short for? Jashellun, Jashosaphat, Jashemiah? It's got me stumped. Then we went into town to get me some new shoes. He took me to this amazing indoor market which was chock-a-block with African goodies, a tourist's heaven. Sadly there was no electricity so we couldn't really see anything, and I only had enough money for shoes, but I'll go back when Suz gets here.
So before that, I had a very good day. Tuesday morning is my morning off, so I stayed at home to do some house work. I swept and mopped my bedroom floor, and washed my pants (I was down to my last pair). I’m trying to think what else I did, but that's pretty much it. It took me an exceptionally long time to work myself up to having a shower this morning. The prospect of kneeling in a cold bath to wash with a bucket of water and a cup can be a daunting one. And there was a spider in the bathroom yesterday, which obviously threw me as I totally miscalculated the boiled water to cold tap water ratio, and ended up with a bucket of lukewarm water, which is never nice, unless of course, you are used to washing in freezing glacier water, in which case lukewarm water would be a real treat. But don't get me wrong, I am so grateful that we have an indoor bathroom, cold running water and charcoal to boil water on. And Dora should be too, because I’m not sure I would ever wash if we didn't!
Then in the afternoon I went to Ubuzima for the general meeting. A guy called Jash interpreted for me, which was nice, as I’m usually left to guess what is being said. This doesn't bother me, as I just make up my own script in my head, which can get pretty interesting. Any guesses what Jash is short for? Jashellun, Jashosaphat, Jashemiah? It's got me stumped. Then we went into town to get me some new shoes. He took me to this amazing indoor market which was chock-a-block with African goodies, a tourist's heaven. Sadly there was no electricity so we couldn't really see anything, and I only had enough money for shoes, but I'll go back when Suz gets here.
I got a beautiful pair of beaded leather flip flops from Kenya for just under six quid. Bargain. And they're very sturdy, so they should last a while, unlike all this cheap European rubbish.
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