This is all a very, very bizarre feeling- a crazy combination of relief to be home and disbelief that a place this insane could ever feel like home.
The school had arranged transportation, so we arrived to our apartment without hassle. Thinking ahead, we had made arrangements for our maid to come in before we arrived and sweep out and dust up the 2 and a half months of dust that had settled over all of our things.
And, we were 'home'. It hardly looked like ours, as we had packed up all of our decorations and everything. (See the candle to the left? He was tucked away in a drawer for the summer. Clearly on its side!) So, we aren't just unpacking our suitcases, but also every drawer in the house- some very methodically packed, others slammed full with papers, towels and whatever else was left at the last minute!We picked up our car and ran some errands today, our only free day before going to work tomorrow! So, so, so thankful we have a car!
We now have groceries, leftover pizza in the fridge, and our cat- its as homey as ever!
SEVEN suitcases and bags? Good God. The only reason I am dreading going back to Douala on the 24th is the hour or so I'll spend in that hellhole of an airport trying to get my stuff past the gendarmes that guard the exits. Last year a teacher had to pay a 150 dollar bribe to get three used laptops into the country!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on all the food. Macaroni and cheese was the best investment I made last year.