T minus three...

I fear that just like the students I’ll be counting the weeks from now... Three more to go, so you’ll likely see only two more blogposts written in Tanzania here! That’s crazy, at least from my point of view, it’s hard to think it’s almost over. Well, over... I don’t think my Africa episode will end very soon, but it’ll be a good while anyway.



By the time I post this the wedding is probably over, but I wrote it just before so I’ll have to tell about that later. I’m excited anyway, Africans are really, really celebrative. And marriage is of course one of the most celebrated celebrations... I do wonder! Even now you hear people making “hululululululu” sounds every now and then, as is custom for some tribes just before a marriage. Poor Timothy has been busy all week going here and there, trying to find money for the rings, visiting the obligatory parties, the marriage teachings etc. By far most responsibilities are on his shoulders. Obadiah is helping him, he was one of my students (... it feels very weird to able to say that, actually), and is now Timo’s best man.



I’m happy to report that the electricity is back more or less constantly by now. We had a fair bit of rain last week, so I think there’s enough in the dam to keep us going for a while. Unfortunately, just as that was fixed our water pump broke, so there wasn’t running water for some three days. We have wells here though, and though showering using a bucket is even more uncomfortable than using the high tap, it did the trick. The pump has been fixed now, so I think everyone spent their morning showering and washing clothes.



Also, the DTS people came back last Thursday, so the base is quite a bit more lively. They had quite a rough time, having to work on the foundation of a church... During said rain, and also harsh sunlight. Two apparently got ill too, but they’re doing better now.



As for Arusha, we’ll be leaving coming Wednesday, I wonder how that’ll be. It’s said to be quite a nice area. Joshua will show us his university, and I still hope to persuade them into climbing Kilimanjaro, at least a short distance. At the 17th I hope to go to Dar Es Salaam, to stay with Obadiah for a few days. Hopefully we’ll visit Zanzibar, among other places, which is said to be one of those “holiday paradises”, though is also nearly completely Islamic. After that, home... Somehow I think I’ll have to get used to that just as much as I had to get used to this place!