Day 27 (27/06/11)

So our second last day in Kaoma began early and cold. We got up about 7.30 and when we went outside it was absolutely freezing (not literally but it did freeze during the night). I put on long trousers and a jumper for the first time during daylight hours since I’ve been in Zambia. We were due to teach 2 more workshops in a school called Mulamatila which was about 10 minutes walk away. We arrived there late (well on time Zambia time) and as we arrived there was an obvious sense of abandonment. There were no children in sight. Eventually we saw the principal who explained that it was a public holiday for the ex-presidents funeral. We had heard about this but we asked him if that would affect his school and he a said it wouldn’t. Typically Zambian lack of information (I don’t want to sound like I’m slagging off the country cause it’s a unbelievable place and the people are so friendly but the lack of information gets annoying).  So we went home and had some bread rolls for breakfast we had no breakfast before we left. Afterwards we drew some drawings and wrote some emails to prepare for going online. We decided to get as much as we could done and leave the internet until later. All the time the ex-presidents funereal was on TV. It was the longest funeral ever it seemed to go on and on with every two-bit politician in Zambia getting their few minutes to speak. Not one of them referred to the fact he was charged with widescale corruption and stealing millions of dollars of state funds (the charges were only dropped cause the current president decided to drop them). Eventually we decided to go to town to use the interenet. Willies, the good interent cafe, hadn’t been open in the last few days so we were hoping it would be open today. As we approached it we saw the women you usually works there leaving (oh crap back to shiternet). To make matters worse there was no bread rolls in Lovemore trading (it’s become our staple diet, a pack of ten bread rolls for kw5000, 2 and a half bread rolls each covered in beautiful blue band margarine, we’ve eaten so many we may turn into one{what a shit saying has that ever happened}). After supper we sat and watched Inglorious Bastards for the evening (just realised how good Mike Myers is in that film, it’s a small part but still really funny). So that was the day, this is the night goodbye.