Thud!

That was the sound of my confidence smacking the floor as I sat in the chair in my sparsely furnished room and the cold hard truth kicked me firmly and squarely in the ass. This is my home for the next 12 months and wow but is it different from everything I know! Panic set in as I wondered just what the heck I was thinking, being here, doing this and leaving everything. It was a real WTF moment. Then (owing much to my mothers upbringing) I decided I needed to clean the room and make the most of what I had, aka one cot (no more than 10 cm off the floor), one small cabinet for all my clothes, one table and the aforementioned chair. After that was complete, all of a sudden things didn’t seem so bad.

Since then I have been to 7am mass, I helped prepare a party for 35 people, made 3 new friends, forgotten the names of almost everyone I’ve been introduced to and NOT thrown up even once. Fun house things include the ant and cockroach problem in the kitchen coupled with the spider and frog problem IN THE TOILET! But at least there is hot water, electricity and a fridge. Thanks be to God for little things!!

We are still awaiting the rains (wow does that feel like a foreign concept to me) and so it remains the hottest time of the year until they arrive. The joke of course is that yesterday there was a very light sprinkling during a thunder and lightning storm. Who do you think got credit? The Irishman!

I want to give a special shout out to two people, who through their foresight have helped me enormously,

• Dad, thank you so much for over-estimating on the cord for the mosquito net, not only did I need the extra bit, I needed mum’s thread on top of it…
• Zoe, your penknife has been invaluable throughout these first few days and was used within 20 minutes of getting my luggage!
  

So the good news is that I am settling in well, despite the oppressive heat (see the bbc weather widget at the bottom of the page) and am eating well so far (thanks to a $200 food shopping trip in Lusaka on the way here). I have already started taking photo’s though I suspect the limited bandwidth here will prevent me from uploading them. I’m looking forward to the completion of my first week and finding my place within the community during the weeks to come.

Yours, from the middle of nowhere,
- D

Pictures from Ireland

As well as this blog, I also have a picasa gallery which has lots of photo's from my life over the last two years in London. You never know, you might even find yourself in there...

The first album of interest to me on this website is my ten days in Ireland. I'm sure lots of photo's from Zambia will follow on from there.

Now the fun begins, the next post will be from Africa!

An update from Ireland

I left London with a pletura of feelings. Sadness mangled with excitement and confidence. I’d like to think that it’s so difficult to leave London because I have built a really great life for myself there. If I could just turn my back on it then it would seem like a much more shallow experience. So I am glad in a way that I am so sad to be leaving everything, my friends, my job, Stokey and the amazing life that I got to lead in London.

So I leave you with two pictures, the last view of the UK as I sail away from my life as I‘ve known it for the past 6 years (below) and the wash behind the ferry which carried me towards Ireland and the dawning of this new adventure.