rather boring, sorry

We've gathered in Mpwapwa for a good-bye party for our friends, Lisa and Russ, who are finishing their two years of Peace Corps service. We making pizza tonight, and we even have cheese--a cheese run to Dodoma was made last week. It's hard to say goodbye--seems like that's all we've been doing. Other friends, Becky and Jason, left our Mpwapwa family after an unfortunate incident of violence in their village--a crazy guy attacked Becky, and luckily she's fine, but they moved to a different village far, far away. So tonight we say goodbye again.

Our water catchment tank is almost finished at our house, and we're really happy. The heavy rains haven't started yet, so we're on time. Next week: work continues on our fence, and we might start digging our garden. Tiny, sour mangoes appeared in our market!

Some info I learned yesterday from the big post office in Mpwapwa, where we had to go to collect some care packages from home: best to send things to us as a "packet," not a "parcel," in a padded envelope weighing under four pounds. If not, we pay big-time customs fees on our end. After a lengthy conversation, both in Kiswahili and English, it was concluded that you do not get that option when sending things from the US. Our postal woman didn't seem to want to understand. Bottom line: "packets" arrive with a small, green customs card from the US on the outside, and "parcels" arrive with a large, white piece of paper from US customs on the outside. Parcels are inspected and we pay to receive them; packets are not inspected and we get them for free. This is the best way I can explain it.

Our moods are pretty good and our health is fine. Nothing out of the ordinary--just the usual problems with our bowels. We're cooking and baking, working on ideas for projects. Best idea for our first project: writing a grant to try to get out town's huge, water catchment tank fixed. It's made of cement and has been cracked for over 15 years. If the tank could hold water, many, many people could use the water for growing vegetables, thus improving health through nutrition. We think it would only cost about $1000 US, which is a fortune here. We'll see what we can do.

Favorite recent conversation exchanges, in Kiswahili:
"Nyemo, you're riding a bicycle." "Yes, I am."
"Nyemo, you bought spinach." "Yes, I did."
Upon getting off the bus, carrying two eggs: "How were your travels? How much did you pay for those eggs?"
Upon giving our houseboys a jar of peanut butter: "Thank you very much! How much did you pay?"

Food items most fantasized about currently: spicey pad thai with tofu, with green papaya salad and a thai iced tea.