It has been a long time. Sorry sorry. I have been busy living life here and have not had a chance to get online. My bad.
Sometimes I forget that I am in such a foreign place, and then there are others that is glaringly obvious. Here is a picture of us just hanging out in a friends front yard in a bus this weekend. At first, it seemed so random and funny to me, and then I thought, if I was hanging out with a group of friends at home and there was a bus in the yard, this might happen as well. I don't know anymore. I cannot tell what is normal and what is bizarre. I will say I do know I am not at home when hanging out and my friends get a plate of meat to eat. When I ask what it is, they nonchalantly tell me that it is a dove. Whoa. This might be pushing it for me. Should I tell them that a dove is the sign of peace and love? Or when they cook up a chicken and eat every part of the chicken, feet, nails and all. Gross. Now I can appreciate eating all of an animal, I actually have a lot of respect for that, but I think I draw the line at the long, dirty, crusty nails.
A lot of people have asked what the night life is like here. Outside of the fact that they can move their bodies in ways that we could not even dream of, it is not that different. Just imagine hanging out in a dive bar. They dress the same, listen to the same music, and drink just as much. The only thing that gets a little annoying is that I do not think they make toilet paper, soap or hot water in Malawi. That is not that easy to get accustomed to. Oh well....TIA.
