Leaving Harare.
Tomorrow I am taking a chicken bus to Kwekwe and leave Harare behind. It is sad. It has been a great time. Now my biggest problem is to figure out how I am going to travel in South Africa since my company has been forced to leave Zim before me. As it looks now I will do the same journey, but alone instead. I am just going to look around and see if it is a good idea. I have my common sense and my good judgement so my instict tells me that I could make it one week on my own.
But yes, it is sad to leave Harare.
//ViolaIngeborg
But yes, it is sad to leave Harare.
//ViolaIngeborg
Saying goodbye soon.
Well, it still feels starnge writing in english. at least it is good practice. I have been depending on my english language the past weeks and have got used to it. In a couple of days some of my classmates will arrive and it will properly take a few minuts to get used to having a much bigger vocabulary.
Now it is time for sadza, but everyone is out of the office, I am alone, but the other people should come any minute. I am killing time by writing this text.
I can tell you that I am alive and well still. Harare has been fun and I have found some new friends and lots of new experiences.
Ja, jag kanske borde ga tillbaka till svenska igen. jag har funnit att det ar fantastiskt att resa. Det ar ocksa fint att vara pa samma plats ett atg och lara kanna den. Ja, nu ska jag ata.
Mest spannande i ovrigt var att jag i mandags laste en dikt pa Book Cafes open mic och fick applader!
In 7 days I am leaving harare.
///Viola
Now it is time for sadza, but everyone is out of the office, I am alone, but the other people should come any minute. I am killing time by writing this text.
I can tell you that I am alive and well still. Harare has been fun and I have found some new friends and lots of new experiences.
Ja, jag kanske borde ga tillbaka till svenska igen. jag har funnit att det ar fantastiskt att resa. Det ar ocksa fint att vara pa samma plats ett atg och lara kanna den. Ja, nu ska jag ata.
Mest spannande i ovrigt var att jag i mandags laste en dikt pa Book Cafes open mic och fick applader!
In 7 days I am leaving harare.
///Viola
Drinking beer and eating meat.
I went footing Harare, as they would say here or I went walking. After I walked for 20 minutes towards the place I was going to be picked up from my phone called and it turned out that I wasn't going to need to go to the office. So I got to turn around and walk back. By the highly trafficked road grows big beautiful trees which I admired. So I ended up on the internet cafe instead.
Yesterday I had two big things to work with in the office, first I got to start up a blog for ABDO. It is still under progress but here you can see what it looks like for now. Then I got to prepare myself to meet a Zimbabwean stand up comedian called Carl Joshua Ncube. I asked him about the Zimbabwean peoples culture consummation and found out that the most popular culture you can do is to go to a consert on a Friday night have a beer and eat meat. Well I can see myself with the beer but not in the meat eating part. So I'll properly never will be a true Zimbabwean.
I am starting to get used to only speaking English, even though I sometimes find myself talking Swedish as this morning when I woke up and saw my dorm-mate Jessica standing in a pretty dress and I said "Sa fin du ar!" She looked at me and replied "what?" and I answered "You look nice.". But today I got a chance to be verbal in my mother-tongue when I went to the swedish embassy to fill in a paper about me being in Zimbabwe for a while. I heard how much dialect I have. I almost sounded like Bob Hansson. Maybe cas I am listening to his book "Vips blev det liv!" which he is reading, so who knows: when I meet up with the other swedes I might be even more scanian then when we parted.
Harare has so far treated me good, I am alive and amused.
//ViolaIngeborg
Yesterday I had two big things to work with in the office, first I got to start up a blog for ABDO. It is still under progress but here you can see what it looks like for now. Then I got to prepare myself to meet a Zimbabwean stand up comedian called Carl Joshua Ncube. I asked him about the Zimbabwean peoples culture consummation and found out that the most popular culture you can do is to go to a consert on a Friday night have a beer and eat meat. Well I can see myself with the beer but not in the meat eating part. So I'll properly never will be a true Zimbabwean.
I am starting to get used to only speaking English, even though I sometimes find myself talking Swedish as this morning when I woke up and saw my dorm-mate Jessica standing in a pretty dress and I said "Sa fin du ar!" She looked at me and replied "what?" and I answered "You look nice.". But today I got a chance to be verbal in my mother-tongue when I went to the swedish embassy to fill in a paper about me being in Zimbabwe for a while. I heard how much dialect I have. I almost sounded like Bob Hansson. Maybe cas I am listening to his book "Vips blev det liv!" which he is reading, so who knows: when I meet up with the other swedes I might be even more scanian then when we parted.
Harare has so far treated me good, I am alive and amused.
//ViolaIngeborg
Hello Harare!
And then there was Harare. The town I have been fearing for and heard so much about. And suddenly I am here and I have left my friends in KweKwe and am on my own. The first day I had a small panic attack. What am I doing? can I handle a big city without walk overs on my own. I need someone to tell me "now it is safe to walk!". But after I meet up with Placsedes from ABDO and got to go to the office it all seem to be falling into its place. Harare is not as dangerous as it in media may seem and most people I have meet here have been really friendly. Well it has only passed 5 days but still I am calm. Maybe it is because I live at such a nice hostel "It's a small world backpackers lodge" it is called and I really like it. Yesterday I went to a salsa class that was held at the hostel and today I meet up with some swedes who work in Harare and got to see the fancy Dune Estate and buy some gifts for my grandmothers. I hope the will be really pleased with what I found.
The journey has so far been really good. I am not homesick, but I am happy that I eventually will go home. It makes the days more valuable. Africa was nothing as I thought it would be. It is so much better.
So now Kenya, Tanzania and Zambia is passed but my days in Harare, KweKwe, Gweru and then South Africa lays a head.
//ViolaIngeborg from Avondale, Harare.
The journey has so far been really good. I am not homesick, but I am happy that I eventually will go home. It makes the days more valuable. Africa was nothing as I thought it would be. It is so much better.
So now Kenya, Tanzania and Zambia is passed but my days in Harare, KweKwe, Gweru and then South Africa lays a head.
//ViolaIngeborg from Avondale, Harare.
