Greetings from Segou (the city, capital of Segou the region). As I write this TAS update, I am enjoying a lovely cup of REAL (not instant) coffee at the tranquil Hotel le Djoliba just steps away from the River Niger. Though unreliable, the Djoliba has free wireless internet for guests with laptops. I am on that of a friend since my own has been long out of commission. One other PCV and I are here together for the weekend to do a little “toubab store” shopping, eat at a restaurant (I had rabbit for dinner last night!), and, of course, spend way too much time on the internet. We were to be three PCVs in Segou, but our third is being held captive in the medical office in Bamako for three rounds of rabies shots after being bitten by a cat. Sad.
Also sad is the news that The Breakfast Club stage has had to say goodbye to four more PCVs for various reasons, both voluntary and involuntary. Special notes to Romeo and Medium Mike, respectively: I will always think of you when I hear the word “Giardia” and whenever I’m forced to sit through Alkalifa’s safety and security sessions. Knife to the eye! You will be missed, my friends.
There is some good news on the horizon: I have made some progress on procuring Internet service in San (my banking town). I don’t want to count my chickens before they hatch*, but I’m keeping hope alive. Either way, I will be back in Segou for the Thanksgiving holiday in a few weeks. I’ll catch you cool kids again then. TAS out.
Also sad is the news that The Breakfast Club stage has had to say goodbye to four more PCVs for various reasons, both voluntary and involuntary. Special notes to Romeo and Medium Mike, respectively: I will always think of you when I hear the word “Giardia” and whenever I’m forced to sit through Alkalifa’s safety and security sessions. Knife to the eye! You will be missed, my friends.
There is some good news on the horizon: I have made some progress on procuring Internet service in San (my banking town). I don’t want to count my chickens before they hatch*, but I’m keeping hope alive. Either way, I will be back in Segou for the Thanksgiving holiday in a few weeks. I’ll catch you cool kids again then. TAS out.
* Heck, I don’t want to count my chickens AFTER they hatch. We had 11 new baby chicks in our courtyard two weeks ago (pictured above), and they have been the highlight of my days in Kimparana. Now there are 9. They continue to entertain me, but it’s sad to know that 2 are missing indefinitely.
4 commentaires:
It sounds like you HAVE counted them, with terrible results. Don't stick a knife in your eye.
As I type this, someone from the University is fixing out toilet for the 50th time. But on the plus side, the bathroom has a door.
Miss you!
OMG, people here do the whole instant coffe thing and it drives me INSANE. I have a small coffeemaker in my classroom and make real coffee, and my students still can't figure out why the pot has the coffee already in it instead of just the hot water. Teaching is going well. Lots of boys have the whole Van Halen "Hot for Teacher" thing going on. I thought of you on your birthday (which i know was forever again, but still, better late than never). Hope you had a good Thanksgiving as well, even though I'm guessing you didn't get to celebrate it. I haven't been able to get consistant internet access for the past month, so I'm making up for lost time, can ya tell? Hope you're doing well!
Rach
those little chickens are cute. so is your mom.
merry christmas.
I love baby chickens!!!
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