i have been slightly neglectful of the blog lately, n0t because i've been particularly busy, but because life has assumed a strange, unlooked-for peace.
six months in, with my time here now flying towards "the end", life almost seems normal.
not to say i've come to love bucket showers, water scarcity, burning garbage piles, poverty and all the other challenges here. it's just become a part of life. i'm more or less comfortable with the routine, having finally aquired the wherewithal to forge a normal routine in this environment that seemed chaotic at first.
i walk down the streets, hardly noticing the myriad and sometimes bizarre things being hawked by the roadside. i smile at those who greet my in the typical way, although most of them recognize me by now.
i stop by the european market to pick up mangoes, pineapples, oranges apples...all costing the equivalent of a few dollars! fruit guy is always happy to see me. those few dollars are important to him, and to me it's a ridiculous bargain. take that, safeway!
i eat rice at a food stand while talking to my friend who sells used clothing in the business district. i've never bought anything from him, but he's always happy to chat for a few minutes.
i feel like the king of kensington, minus the baldness, and replacing the cheesy soundtrack with a funky hip life beat.
there's gotta be a tv show in there somewhere.
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