New Place

Today we had the first sunny morning in a long time. Maybe the long rains are finally ending.

I've been asked to post pictures of my new house, so here you go:

It's about a fifteen minute walk to the clinic along a lovely path. It has electricity (usually) and hot water when I can be bothered to fire up the wood burning boiler. I have the kitchen all to myself, so I can cook whenever I want.

It's also out in the country instead of in the middle of town like my last place. That means no call to prayer being blasted out at 5:30 in the morning. Instead just more roosters, but they don't usually cut in until 6:30am.

Since it's a bit of a walk to town, sometimes it can be harder to get to the store to pick up this or that. Necessity is the mother of invention, and hunger is the mother of strange dishes. The grocery situation has led to some kitchen experimentation. One product is the Egg-Guac sandwich: fried eggs, guacamole and melted cheddar on toast.

Next time, I'll try adding some lettuce or sliced cucumbers for more crunchiness.













Here's another look at the house to give you an idea of how compact it is:

It's perfectly sized for one person though, and very roomy by Tanzanian standards. In any case, I can't complain since my next-door neighbors live in a one-room house made out of mud.

I'm looking forward to the World Cup, though it's getting surprisingly little attention in such a soccer-loving country. It seems like most people around here only care about the Premier League. When I asked a friend which team he favored for the World Cup, he answered Manchester United. When I informed him that, since they weren't a national team, they wouldn't be playing, he just said, "Huh."

I read on the Internet that smart watches are starting to be a thing in the US. Well, here in Tanzania we are way ahead of the game.