Russ and I watched this movie last weekend and laughed about how it mirrors our life here. During the week, our daily routine is exactly the same with little deviation: we rise early, go to work, then the gym, and have a few hours in the evening together. Herein lies the paradox - the days are incredibly long but go by amazingly quickly. It is hard to believe that we have been here two months, that there are thirteen days to go until our first holiday break, and then only a few weeks after that until we fly home. Unfortunately, the weekend hours fly by as quickly as the work days.
I find myself nostalgic for Africa. As the weather cools down, it is the same morning crispness that we found in Namibia and Botswana at this time of year as it is starting to warm up. I am not sure what exactly I miss; it is more of a general sense of longing to be there. We live Africa vicariously now through friends who will soon be traveling there; through Cheryl and Brent who asked us for housing recommendations in Maputo, through Amy and Rob who want to traverse Kruger next summer, through Sophie who is keen to hike Mount Kilamanjaro.
It's undoubtedly much cooler at home now too and the rallying cry among American ex-pats here is "bring us more pumpkin!" Last week at Lulu, I found canned pumpkin pie mix which I normally would not buy, but it brings back the seasonal comfort that we are craving. Pumpkins are hard to find here but every so often we see butternut squash.
We have found two decent suppliers of table wine - one red and one white. Not bad for home vinting. And we will try our hand in making hard cider this weekend.
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