Two weeks and counting

We have been at the Back Packer since the 13th and last night Suzanne and I enjoyed a night walk, listened to live music at a nearby restaurant while enjoying a cup of tea with a brownie with ice cream. The two of us commented how nice it is to be able to do as we did.

Today we woke late and took a bus back to Khumbula to teach at the high school. We were told upon arrival there was no class but maybe next week. Yes, this is Africa. That is all you learn to say. So, we turned around and came back to where we started in the morning.

Between all that happens there are surprises. We asked the price for two potatoes and were told he did not sell just two. As we started to walk on he reached down and handed us three at no charge. That same shopping market day we were 20 cents short the price of carrots. " okay, bring it to me next time."

We received a call this morning before leaving to tell us Childline was looking at s flat today and could we come. Due to obligations we declined and did our work for the day. Strange was a second call asking about our where about. Checking, was our thought.

It nice to have light and air you can breathe.
That is our thought. And the owners of this Back Packer making this stay possible.

Cannot wait to share with all of you in person.

Marty