Last night, as I was preparing for bed in my dark room (trying to curtail energy costs and make Al Gore proud), I saw a dark shadow move across the wall...about the size of my hand, fingers included. It wasn't moving like a lizard, so I flipped on the light to see what it was. It was either some form of beetle or cockroach. After the initial shock and a brief girlish scream, it met its maker.
At 5:30am, I awoke to the sound of someone raking or sweeping outside my back window. When I realized that I couldn't fall back asleep, I got up and looked out back to see a dozen chickens grazing outside my window. They belong to the people who live behind us. Oh, Africa...
Tomorrow Amy and I are leaving bright and early to venture to the Malawi border with one of FGH's drivers. We need to renew our VISAs, and apparently you have to travel to the border to do so. We're pretty pumped to see the country by car, and will most likely have to spend tomorrow night in Malawi. If you don't hear from either of us in 3-4 days, it's safe to assume we've been deported.
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'Brief' girlish scream...? That really how you want to play it...?
Have a great car trip. If you get deported I hope it's to somewhere nice like Seychelles!
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