Saturday in Kaoma was a day when we again took it a bit easy. Today’s main job involved surveying and drawing up the orphanage site. It’s hard to tell any difference between the days here, the only real difference is tomorrow we’re gonna have to go to town and buy or make our own dinner (we get served dinner each day at one and we get our own breakfast at 8 and supper at 6). Despite taking it easy we did come up with a plan for the week ahead and prepare emails and a list of questions we need clarified while also completing the survey so it wasn’t a completely lax day. After dinner we headed into town to get some snacks for the day and also to send some emails and do some internet research. We normally go to an internet Cafe called Willies Internet (yeah I had a childish giggle at the name the first time I saw it too) but despite the open sign on the window it was closed. Willies is at the far end of the main street and has good computers with reasonable speed internet, it’s also beside the best supermarket in town “Kitoko”, which is the only shop with shelves you can browse yourself all other shops the items are behind the counter. So we decided to brave the other internet cafe in town. To get into it we had to pass through a half cloths shop half technolodgy shop but in the style of Taffes in Galway. The computers were in a kind of cellar at the back which was fairly grubby. It had about six computers which were all different makes with various different types of screens mouse’s and keyboards attached. My screen was white while the CPU was black. Surprise, surprise the internet was as slow as Private Pile climbing obstacles (and for those of you who have seen Full Metal Jacket you know that that’s as slow as old people enjoying intimate time together, get a good mental image). It took ages for each page to load I was almost expecting the page to load line by line like internet back in the day. Then joy of joys Facebook wanted us to verify that we were actually us because we had logged on in an different place (forget place more like different time we logged in sometime in 1973 about tea time to be exact and Google’s top search item was flared jeans). After struggling through to send emails I was trying to update this blog, with extreme frustration, when I said out loud one of my many verbal gaffes of the day “I prefer Willies” which is one hell of a risky thing to say in a country where that kind of carry on could land you in prison (ironic considering what we are lead to believe goes on in prison showers). My other gaffes were calling the monastery on Inchahgoill island a Mosque (maybe not funny now but the thought of it was at the time) and saying the very Gary Glitteresque “its annoying that everytime you touch kids you have to wash your hands”. After jumping onboard the time machine with Doc and Marty McFly and returning to 2011 we went and bought some biscuits and drinks for the evening. On the way home we bought some donuts at a tiny stall near our guesthouse that has different items everyday but all are delicious. After supper of pasta and bread again we sat down to watch “Street Kings” on the laptop all of us sitting on Dan’s bed. I had a few Castle beers from South Africa which wasn’t half bad despite its strong smell. We all then hopped into bed around half ten like the hellraisers we’ve become. I decide to watch some Mad Men and polish off another beer while Dan was watching a DVD of Fireman Sam and Thomas the Tank engine that we brought for the children (apparently they’ve reanimated them using CGI and Ringo Starr no longer does the voice over, which in my mind is sacrilegious.) So it’s almost 2in the morning here this is the latest I’ve been awake in almost 2 weeks so it time to travel to the land of nod for tea and crumpets with Wolf from Gladiators and other such weird dreams I’ve had lately. Oiche Mhaith.
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