9/10, 10/10 and 11/10: The last of Swahili lessons

I started out this day with Swahili for one hour before going to the CHE group. It wasn’t all that interesting since we just let Chrissie and a new member, Felix, handle the rest of the interviews or questions for them, since we didn’t want to overwhelm them with too many people. After we were done we went back to the office where I had more Swahili lessons. So now I am down to missing 17 hours. No way that is going to happen in two days, but I’ll try to get as close as possible. PJ is going to get married in November! He hadn’t told me, but Victoria asked him when the end of contribution was. His fiancé and he have actually lived together and least year they had a baby, though it died before it could breathe its first breath. This kind of relationship is not normal here so it was about time he proposed. Although he doesn’t want to be married before he is thirty. The next day I didn’t go to the field again because I had one lesson from none to twelve, breaking for lunch and then from one to three pm. The others had a chicken seminar today with half of the women and the rest next Thursday. The reason I didn’t have more lessons in the afternoon is because there was a social at the office where people had to make their national dish and I couldn’t concentrate on Swahili while everybody were talking, rather loudly, about interesting things. As I was just reading a book with PJ, so we quit early. I got to taste food from the Netherlands, Germany, Italy and Denmark. It was all really good, but I had to go home to wash clothes for the vacation. Friday was another day of just Swahili. From nine to twelve and one to four. So I got down to missing eight hours. The reason there wasn’t time for more today is because I had to meet Iddi for the gift he had promised me. I got a shirt for my dad, a dress for my mom though I didn’t think that she will wear it and flip flops for myself. After we said goodbye and good luck I had to meet my fellow travel mates to buy the last for Zanzibar. After that we went home to pack as we had to get up early the next morning for the bus to Dar! By the way my computer broke, which is the reason why this is uploaded to the blog now.