So Sunday the day where little happens and so it kinda proved apart from the fact that we got lots done. The problem is it was the kinda stuff that is not worth mentioning here. Today was meant to be a day off but it turned out to be a quite productive day on the whole engineering front. Me and Dan designed a Kitchen/ Cooking area that will probably never be built but we drew a 3D picture to, as the Galway harbour master said in a presentation we attended, ”To get the debate going”. There are some pics attached (I hope if the internet isn’t shite) that show we are actually doing some work here. I spent part of today creating 3D pictures of proposed buildings. After that we headed for town to try our luck in Kaoma’s foodless restaurants. Well the God’s, Allah, Mohammad and all the rest of the power rangers must have been smiling on us cause there turned out to be so much chicken it really was heaven. We went to the same place as last week and fortunately the anorexic chickens were nowhere in sight. In its place was the Dawn French chicken. It was so so good. Tar eis an dinear we split up and Jamie and Áine headed home while me and Dan headed for Boystown to do some measuring of a roof tile plant. We took a different path to Boystown through the town centre. We must have said hello to a thousand kids on the way “Makua, how are you”. Once there we did our measuring and asked some questions (one detailed question about biogas got the answer “thank you bye bye”). Dan then played an unusual game of draughts with one of the kids while another kid recorded an entire film on my camera. The kid then showed us his classroom which was missing a window. The kid was about 7 or 8 and on the wall of the classroom was a poster saying “HIV is a disease caused by sexual intercourse” (at that age in Ireland every kid would be giggling at that poster all day). Another poster told them about inheritance from their parents, weird. Nearby there was a soccer match going on with jerseys and a referee (well a guy that stood near the end of the pitch wearing brown leather blowing for every little fowl even tho he was miles away from it). One team had football boots but the other team were barefoot. It was quite bizarre. Also the pitch was like something from the moon. It was the same pitch we had played on with the 250 kids but it looked so weird seeing a proper match on it. After returning home the evening was fairly quite we typed some emails, had some bread rolls and finished watching Downfall (such an upbeat happy film). We also prepared for the 2 classes we have to teach tomorrow. So I better sleep so bye.
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