Tomorrow

Well hell, I'm leaving tomorrow, which means my four months here are up.

A note about the last entry - I've actually read 12 books, The Colour Bar should be inserted there too - it's a great historical account of how Botswana's first president and key revolutionary, Seretse Khama, was exiled from colonial Botswana by the English government because he had married a white woman. His marriage really pissed off the racist white South African government so England appeased SA. Hmm...not sure how coherant that is, moving on.

It's hard to say what I'll miss most, but here are some things:

Combies - the minibuses that are the main form of public transportation in cities and big villages. They run on predetermined routes throughout the city, periodically slamming on the breaks to honk at passers-by and yell "A Re A Re!! Let's Go Let's Go! Station!!" The vehicals are really suited to hold about 16 people, but I've seen up to 21 squeezed in at one time. There are these often poorly constructed fold down seats that in an accident might snap off a finger or two - but hey, they're completely charming.

Getting Stared at All the Time and Being Constantly Misunderstood - probably wont miss that...

Really impressing unsuspecting people by speaking Setswana with them

Walking to school in Mmankgodi with Nicki, Vanessa, and Maresa

The deafening sound of hail on my tin roof in Molepolole

Just the rain in general

Turning a corner to see someone burning a broken plastic deck chair in their yard

Elephants

Not going to miss the spinichy vegitable Morogo

That's I'll I've got right now.

See you soon.