It is finally, finally raining here - at least for a little while at a time. The clouds help to keep it cooler, yay yay.
About 25 of us went to a place called Phikwe last weekend for Thanksgiving. We were at the house of the main guy for Voice of America here in Bots. Very swanky - swimming pool, hot showers, a great kitchen complete with dishwasher and washer and dryer. I made the stuffing and everyone brought favorite Thanksgiving dishes. There are turkeys here, I found. We all ate until we could no longer walk, with great memories triggered by food. We store our taste memories in a different place, I learned. I also learned that I am glad I am in my village. It was humid there, and hot. Not a good combo for me. Also one of the women had someone pry up her metal roof and then break through her ceiling to steal things. But I feel very safe in Mabutsane, even if it is puckery dry here!
The people from Bots 9, who are one year ahead of us, tell me that after the first Christmas, things begin to speed up, everyone feels more comfortable, and that the final months go very fast. They are all talking about end of service and what they will do after they go home.
Things do feel more comfortable here, also because I am making my house more and more 'mine' Pictures of friends and family would help that, for those reading this blog!