So, I may be a world saving humanitarian- but I am apparently remarkably incompetent when it comes to computers. I sent out two links to this site because I thought the first was bad...actually, I just added "www" by mistake. So, if you're reading this, I suppose you made it here regardless. Please excuse all of the goose-chasing!
It is still raining somewhat torrentially- everyone is really frustrated as it is supposed to be the beginning of the dry season. I've only just arrived so it has yet to really bother me The rains make the entire city extremely lush, tropical and waterlogged. The roads here are mostly dirt (with the exception of the main streets)- so they are pockmarked with deep, impassable trenches of muddy water. Apparently, when the holes dry out children are paid small coins to fill them in again; still, Oklahoma potholes are pinpricks in comparison. I’ve yet to sink knee-deep, but I am not as nimble a trench jumper as the Tanzanians! I think the locals consider me very, very amusing. haha
Ruth and I walked to work today. The walk is about 2 or so miles- maybe more- or maybe I’m just out of shape. I’ve realized that when she says: “oh, it’s not so far”, that I should don my hiking-friendly Tevas in preparation for an adventure. It is these times that I remember I am still a very green African explorer.
So anyway, we finally made it and here I am at my second day of work. I might say that I am completely chin-deep in budget and budget analysis information. I am a little overwhelmed because this is my first experience with using a human rights framework to crunch the financial plans for an entire nation. I’m certainly learning a lot…
In other news, it is looking as though I’ll be taking my first trip to Zanzibar this weekend- I could definitely use a little laying-on-the-beach time. I hear Stone Town is absolutely remarkable- so I am very excited. And, so far, my housemates seem to like me well enough- but perhaps that is only because I brought them two VERY precious commodities: chewing gum and Pepto Bismol
And finally, if you really really really want to send me something, you'll have to send it to HakiElimu. Apparently, the houses of Tanzania don't have addresses, and if they do...no one actually knows them- (figures.) So, if you'd like to send something, please make sure it is no larger than about 8" x 10"- (otherwise Ruth said it probably won't make it).
Here's the address:
HakiElimu, attn: Megan McCune
P.O Box 79401
Dar es Salaam
Okay, it's back to reading...