Saturday, September 21, 2013

Bits of News

I’ve made it through my first ever round of Parent-Teacher conferences. And it really wasn’t all that bad! It helps that I only have five sets of parents to talk to, I’ve seen them all before after school, and they’re all really supportive. There was a scare right in the middle of conference afternoon when one of my students gashed her ankle on a rock and turned the hallways into quite a bloodbath, but once she was calmed down and got a few stiches at the hospital everything settled right down.

Becky and I had our first venture into the market to get vegetables. We were bothered for a while by an old lady of very questionable sanity who kept shoving a bunch of wilted greens at us and poking us with a stick. But once she stopped following us around the market was actually fun. We got avocados, cucumbers, onions, bananas, ginger, zucchini, carrots, lemons, tomatoes, and a slight sunburn. I’d call that a successful Saturday morning.





We got a washing machine! I have never been so grateful to be able to just through in a load of laundry and let it go. And only handwashed for a couple of weeks. I guess I’m kind of a wimp with laundry. The only quirky thing is that it’s a German machine. Hopefully “Pfergihietch” means something similar to “Normal Wash” and not something like “Blow up all your clothes” but it’s a gamble. (Disclaimer: I just made up Pfergihietch, but I think there is a word that looks something remotely like that.)


You may have seen the picture of our road from when it was raining so hard. I refer to it just so that you have an idea of the condition of the road. More like a dried river bed in some stretches, and steep, rutted, and definitely unpaved. Which makes it all the more impressive that I saw a man unicycling down this very road. No joke. Although I did laugh.
Here's the picture of the road




I tried my first Rolex this week. Not a watch. A street food treat. It’s a chapatti (delicious unleavened flatbread, fried of course) with a nice hot greasy omelet rolled into a burrito-esque shape and consumed greedily in all its hot, salty, greasy glory. Yum.



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