I have just been hanging around Dar. I wanted to go scuba diving this weekend, but I got bacteria dysentery. I wasn’t going to let that ruin my weekend though. Popped a couple pills and went off to one of the islands off the coast to lay on the beach for a few hours. Hit the local market (which has a frigging ATM, East Africa is different.) Went to the pool at the swanky hotel on the ocean. (I am not sure who designed this pool and the accompanying hotel, but I am pretty sure the name on the checks he was cashing started with “Sheikh” or “Prince Al-Something.” I have seen less ostentatious architecture in Ottoman harems.) All in all, nothing exciting.
I spend my days working on a World Bank report about how to move out of poverty in some distant province. One major problem I've come up against in the regions is "man-eating lions." They have a tendency to pick off household livestock and small children. Got any policy suggestions? Using my crack knowledge of development economics, coupled with Geoff Klock's encyclopedic knowledge of Warner Brothers cartoons, we came up with the following policy recommendations: (1) Stop filling children's pockets with raw meat. (2) Do not season children after dark. (3) Stop dressing them like gazelles. I am getting promoted for sure. Or fired.
I know this isn't all that interesting, but I am trying to figure out how to use this blog thing. If successful, I will try to post pictures (the reason for this unseemly transition from e-mail), and the back issues of my wanderings. Therefore Mom can stop worrying about getting copies of them for her bridge club, and instead focus on more important things, like taking care of everything that is traditionally done for a wedding by one (very absentee) maid-of-honor.
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