Arrived: 30 December 2009
Left: 19 November 2010
One year in Bungwe:
freezing rain water bucket baths
no electricity
stopping in the middle of my lesson because the loud rain on tin roofs
cooking on charcoal fires
milk and tea bar, almost like Starbucks!
muddy roads
squatty potties ie) a hole in the ground
boiled beans and potatoes... every day.
greeting EVERY person in the street
school children staring at me, saying "good morning" at all times, and running up from behind to touch my hair
knowing everyone in my community, and then some
everyone knowing me
children playing in the street, but stopping to run up and hug me
motorcycle rides for an hour through scenery you can only dream of
