Writing this in the evening is much better so here I go again. It’s a glorious day outside at the moment and as soon as I have a shower and my laptop charges I intend to go sit in the gazebo and try and figure out the plans for the new buildings we got today. So nothing much happened last night we just sat down and watched “LA Confidential”. This morning we were up at 8 to go and play a soccer match in Boystown with the boys there and the 2 Americans we talked to the other day. The game was on a tiny pitch and was a bit like beach soccer with the sand everywhere. I actually managed to score 3 goals despite us losing due in large part to the brilliance of one kid on the other team he was unbelievably good. Some of the things they said during the game were hilarious one kid said in a thick African accent “Congratulation you have gone and defended the ball” when another kid made a clearance, they also kept said “handy ball “. The game ended with a bit of aggro between the 2 teams not sure why cause they were speaking in Lozi. During the game some of the kids had Dan, Áine and Jamie’s camera and they took loads of pics and funny videos. After the match we made our way home for lunch, more fish oh great. I I don’t miss home all that much but there are three things I do miss.Obviouslly there are some people I miss (and some I miss alot), then there is the internet having to walk 30/40 mins when you need something online is a bitch. One big thing I miss is meat (no gay jokes please its illegal here). When we do have meat for dinner its never enough. I would kill for a big well done steak right now. Its weird in some ways Kaoma feels like home walking up town seems more normal than walking down shop street would right now. (Thespacebaronmycomputerisabitbrokenitsveryannoying). In the afternoon me and Dan (I know don’t be pedantic I explained the me thing before) headed into town to download some site plans the Alan Kerins Projects had emailed us. While we were in Willies the woman who works there asked Dan if she could come back to our guesthouse and was a bit weird when he said we had work to do for the evening. On the way back we met a old man who knew an Irish guy called Seamus it was weird hearing him pronounce Seamus. While we were in town Áine and Jamie went for a romantic walk together (they will kill me for that)to a local painters studio who had visited Ireland and met Brian Lenihan, who mentioned him in a speech, he had no idea he was dead until they said so. How weird was it that only shortly after he dies they meet a guy in rural Zambia who met him. The painted also though Áine & Jamie were married hahaha. On their way back they bumped into the head teacher of another school and arranged another workshop for Tuesday (only 150 students this time). In the evening we watched “The Other Guys” which I accompanied with two bottles of Mosi. I started writing this earlier but now it’s about 11 and I can hear some singing and dancing and drums outside not sure what it is but it sounds cool. Ok so that was today we have to me up in the morning for mass in Lozi apparently it’s something not to be missed (We’ll sit at the back in case it’s as shite as Irish mass).
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