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Sunday, March 19, 2006

Independence Weekend

Good news! My flat is finished, and I have now *officialy* moved into my home for the next 19 months. And what great timing, as I had 7 people come into town for the holiday weekend. It's been a lot of fun catching up with my friends I haven't seen since swearing in back in January. Last night we saw the worst movie ever, The New World. What a waste! We were so excited to go to a movie, but it was crap! Colin Ferrall, I want my N$30 back!!! However, today we will make up for it, as we are going to cook a delightful meal tonight and hang out at my new place. I'm excited to break in my new flat (figuratively speaking) :)

We watched the movie Beyond Borders the other night with Angelina Jolie. I recommend this movie, because it was filmed in Namibia, just outside of Swakopmund! They even have a section at the end of the dvd that shows them filming the movie here. You'll get a glimpse of the desert and the mist here in Swakopmund!

Independence day was pretty relaxing. 2 of my friends were here until this morning, so we went to breakfast at Out of Africa, a nice little outdoor cafe. After they left, I cleaned up the flat and took a nap. I am definitely coming down with something, maybe just a cold, because I slept most of the day. In the afternoon, I went with my friends down to Walvis Bay for Independence day festivities, but nothing was really going on, just a soccer match. I heard there was a big celebration in Windhoek, but also heard rumors it was pouring down rain and there were really long lines for everything. Glad my day was more low key!

**I just found out my boyfriend Juan got into Columbia University's Master in Public Health program. Congratulations Juan!!!!! I am so proud of you!!!!!**

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Sunday Morning

The air is turning crisp these days. I’m told this is typical Swakop weather. I regard Sunday as a strange day. I’ve felt this since I’ve been in Namibia. Most shops are closed, the streets are empty, and there is a strange silence that looms through the air. It’s a day to itself, that truly stands out among the hustle and bustle of Monday thru Sat.

The past few mornings, I’ve been woken up by a fly swarming around my head. Both Rebecca and I have gotten accustomed to sleeping with the blankets over our faces just to avoid the constant buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…..ugh!

The flat is making progress, as I have a new friend Albert from the Ministry of Works who felt sorry for me and immediately started working on the place. Actually, when we went to him and told him my story, I was in pain from a stomach virus I had this week. I think he took my expressions as feeling really sad about not having a place to live, and he began working right away. For whatever reason, he has really pulled through. I could not be more happy!!!
I’ve been asked by a few people in local choirs to come and work with them. This past week I worked with the Mascato’s, a high school choir, and a church choir! It’s been great to be involved in the community to get to know people through their music. Most of the high school choirs don’t have a regular choir director, it’s student led. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to work with these student conductors and assist them in any way I can.

I wanted to share a few strange experiences I witnessed in the last week. The other day I was at a shibeen (a bar in the township) with a few friends. We were all dancing and talking with each other when a very large and round white guy stumbles through the door. I’m talking about full on tripped on himself and didn’t really recover from his fall. He was clearly very drunk. He somehow made his way to the bathroom. At this point, the bar was closing and we all went outside. Right out front of the shibeen, was a HUGE Coca-Cola 18 wheeler, sitting idle in the street. Now the streets in the townships are small and I’m not really sure how this truck even got here. Next thing I see is this drunken white man climb in the DRIVER’S SEAT of this 18 wheeler. This truck could have easily taken out all the houses in Mondessa, but I didn’t stick around to find out what happened next. I got out of there as soon as I could!

Another incident I wanted to share, I didn’t actually witness, but my roommate and friend did. They were riding together in a taxi and just as they past by the hospital, they saw a woman lying face down on the ground with her small dog standing beside her barking uncontrollably. This was in broad daylight, as mentioned – in front of the HOSPITAL, and many many passersby in the street. NO ONE was stopping. They ran into the hospital and started asking for help. "Is there a nurse or doctor here, can you help this lady outside" One woman replied, "I’m a nurse, but not at this hospital" Ummm……SOS emergency service finally showed up and weren’t in any hurry to help her, as she’s been drunk and past out a number of times before. I’m not sure what happened at this point, but I think this lady was still alive. I know I have a lot to learn about how things are handled here.
A 3rd story comes to me from my good friend Patrick (Patty O). He told us the story of a small woman walking down the road in Otjiwarongo with a HUGE cardboard box on her head. What could possibly be inside this extremely large box? After a few guesses, Patrick finally found out it was a Donkey Head.

Yesterday, Rebecca went down to Walvis Bay with about 40 kids from her school for a regional athletics day. When the bakkie (small truck) returned to our house, I looked outside the window to see about 25 kids crammed into the back of the bakkie!!!! I ran outside to get a closer look, and noticed some were learners in my music class. "Miss, Miss!!!!!! Miss PAM!!!!" They were going absolutely crazy with excitement. The others who didn’t know me asked "Are you Miss Rebecca’s sister????!!!!" I really wish I had my camera, because it was a funny funny sight!

Next weekend is Independence Weekend. For most people, it means a 4 day weekend, however, since the TRC does not follow the school schedule anymore (I mean really, how many teachers are going to come in on their day OFF?), it means I have to go in on Monday, but Tuesday is a day off. Ask me how I feel about that. Luckily I have a few friends coming here to see me and spend time in Swakop. Actually, one of my friends wants to come here just to watch Sex and the City. Haha!!!

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Dune 7


This week has been so much fun! 7 of my fellow PCV's in Nam 25, plus 2 from group 24 are here in Swakopmund for a Ministry of Youth Conference. We've had lot of fun going to the beach and meeting up for dinner every night. Last night was awesome, because we drove out to Dune 7, the largest sand dune in this area. I think it's around 100 meters high (not sure how many feet that is), but it's HIGH! I made it to the top after climbing up on my hands and knees and taking several breaks. Once I got to the top, I was pelted with wind and sand. It was beautiful though, and we watched the sun set over the dunes. May friend Jay called it a 'happy place.' It truly was very peaceful. The trek down took about 5 minutes as opposed to the 20-30 minutes hike up. You just slide right down....lots of fun! I didn't take this picture, however my personal pictures will be added shortly (I need to find my camera connection to upload). This picture doesn't show you how tall this dune really is, but just trust me, it's HUGE.

After our hike, Mr. Fryar, our unofficial tour guide for the evening and Shoni and Jay's counterpart, took us on a tour of Walvis Bay. I've been to WB many times, but he definitely showed me places I hadn't seen before. He gave us a very interesting insight into what WB was like before independence in 1990, because WB was still owned and governed by South Africa until 1994 (I believe). You notice how much more affluent the town is, how wide the roads are, and how much more developed it is. It is certainly different than any other part of Namibia I've seen and heard of thus far.