Saturday, August 23, 2008
Heading home!
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Lovely Sunday
Carrie got only about 30 minutes of sleep on the plane, so she was dragging after the museum, as was I, since I had done my Rebecca-traveling thing last night, which is to wake up to pee at 3:30 a.m. and then lie awake until time to get up. Argh. I hate 3:30. So we came back here to the hotel for a nap. Carrie is sleeping, and I rested quietly a while. (Still no sleep, but I'll take a pill tonight and aim for a whole night through.) Anyway, I've set the alarm for 6 p.m., and we'll head out for dinner and drinks. I'm thinking Italian, since we had a delicious and surprisingly low cal lunch. We went to Pret a Manger, which is a chain with sandwiches, salads, and soups packaged to go. The food is made onsite and is very affordable (for London) and is high quality and delicious. I had gazpacho (yum!!!) and a "fun with falafel" salad with greens and a dollop of spicy yogurt instead of dressing. It was great! Okay, the alarm is about to go off, so I'll sign off and get ready to head out again.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Safely in London!
The hotel is right by Paddington tube station, so I bought an all-day pass and went to Covent Garden, which I remembered from my last trip to London w/ Heidi. (Actually, everything here reminds me of Heidi and our last trip here, which makes the city especially sweet.)
I walked all around Covent Garden for hours and had a cappucino at a French pastry place in Covent Garden. I pulled a classic Rebecca and walked all around, checking out all the food before finally settling on a place, only to have it not be worth it. I sat and ordered a cappucino and then when it arrived ordered a croque monsuier, but they weren't serving food yet. Argh. Then I called for the check, and they brought the little credit card machine to the table...and you guessed it, it didn't go through. (Not because of anything w/ the card; I've used it other places today; it was just the machine or connection or something.) So then they say that I'll have to pay in cash. Nope. No British pounds. Just USD. No, they need pounds, of course. (That is the currency of this country and all.) So the waitress walks me to a money changer and walks me back. At this point, I'm a little out of sorts and want to be a jerk. Fortunately, I prayed, and she was a sweet, funny young woman from Brazil who misses the sun. We talked about my moving from Texas to Seattle and her moving from Brazil to London and what it's like to miss the sun. So it was fine; plus I got my money changed!
Then I walked all over the whole Covent Garden area, not just the market. It was fun, but I was looking for a bookstore because I wanted to take myself out to afternoon tea, but if I'm eating alone, I like to read (and I'm really tired of the school books on social action research that I brought.) So I never did find one, but I did find an amazing, gorgeous, expensive jacket. Which I bought. It was all of dad's b'day money and part of the Walton's. So thank you, dad and Bill and Judy and Hilary!!! How could you have guessed that I would want a bottle green velvet, knee-length jacket with a funky green print lining and big buttons?! You guys are good... You must have let Hilary choose. :-)
Then I took the tube Oxford Circus because I knew there should be a bookstore there, and sure enough, there was a big Borders. I took forever choosing a book so that it would be late enough to go to tea afterwards. When it was 3 p.m. and I knew that St. James restaurant would be serving afternoon tea, I left the store w/ a nice, simple mystery novel and took the tube to Picadilly Circus, where I walked the wrong way, walked back, consulted a map, and finally asked a police office which of the 29837329875 roads that cross there is Picadilly leading toward St. James park. Once on the right road, I found the place easily. It is in a huge, swanky department store that contains 3 restaurants. St. James is on the 4th floor and has a grand piano and aqua couches pulled up to tiny tables and waiters who are in ankle-length black aprons with black pants and white dress shirts. I was STARVED at this point, so I ate all of the afternoon tea: tiny cucumber sandwiches and egg sandwiches and pickle-and-veggie sandwiches and scones with clotted cream and strawberry jam and a tiny lemon sponge cake that was only 2 (ladylike) bites and a tiny tart topped with raspberries. Plus a glass of champange, bottle of sparkling water, and pot of earl grey. (I was thirsty!)
On the way back I stopped at St. James market and got something for Hilary's Christmas. (Wheeee, I'm so excited!) Plus, a pair of earrings for myself. The earrings are amber studs set in silver, but they are a lovely green. I hadn't realized that amber came in green, having only seen the brown and golden colors before. I was sorely tempted by yet another jacket (this one a white cotton Asian-inspired one) but came to my senses before purchasing it.
I'm back at the hotel and checked in now. My feet are swollen from another night on a plane and then walking all day, so I'll shower and sleep with them up. The hotel is...plain but safe and fine. It's a good sized room with a full bed and a twin bed, plus a very tiny table and 2 chairs and very very tiny vanity with stool. It has a private attached bath that is clean and sufficient though remarkably small. If you sit on the potty and swing your legs to the side, they are in the shower. If you swing your legs to the other side, you can't. That's the sink. And that's the whole bathroom. But, again, it's clean and private and has hot water. That's all I'm going for here. Okay, better sign off and start charging my camera. Big sightseeing day with Carrie tomorrow! She arrives tomorrow around breakfast time and says to be ready to hit the ground running. Yay!!!
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Off to London Tomorrow!
My flight leaves tomorrow around 4 p.m., so I'll catch the shuttle from the hotel a little before 2. Then Maputo to Johannesburg and Jo'burg to London. Hooray! I arrive in London at 6:50 a.m. on Saturday and have a whole day to kill. Carrie will join me Sunday morning, and we're planning to hit the ground running! I've done restaurant research, and she's done activities/sites research, so we're raring to go. I can hardly wait. Heck, it's been 10 years since I was last in London, and it feels odd to be old enough to say that. I'll blog during the week next week to let you know how it's going (unless the free wifi in the hotel room is not actually available, but let's be positive).
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Still here in Moz
Work itself is going well, though I'm a little worried about what I'll be able to have done and what will be left for future work after I'm gone. I am hoping that when I get back to the office in Seattle I will be able to do much more testing on installation procedures so that goes smoothly for Leah in the field. There are still some bugs, too, that we are finding. Would be nice to have those found and wrapped up, though bugs always seem to pop up no matter how much testing was done. I'm working on language issues while I'm here, getting people who speak Mozambiquan Portuguese to review the language of the program with me and allow me to note any changes for what I hope will be relatively quick changes when I return.
I've been working longer hours this trip and have not had internet access in the hotel since Saturday, so I haven't been blogging or even emailing much. I did get some good photos this last weekend, just of the local outdoor market and some shots of the streets here to give an idea of what it's like. If I can't post those on this trip, I'll post them retrospectivley when I'm home again. Okay, I'm signing off now and getting back to it...
Friday, August 8, 2008
Working hard, good results
Working has really taken almost all my waking time during this trip, so I don't have too many exciting things to report. I walk between the hotel and office now instead of getting a ride, and it feels good to have that independence and not feel like I'm burdening the local country director too much. Our office is on the 11th floor (and they count here like they do in England: 0, 1, 2, 3...; not 1, 2, 3 like in the U.S., so it's truly 11 flights of stairs), and I always take the stairs to get some good exercise. (I say this so casually here in my blog, but in reality if I take the stairs at a good clip all the way up, I'm winded for sure when I get to the office.)
There is a tiny cafe just a couple of doors down from our office building with delicious coffee, and our hotel serves instant coffee, so it's real treat to head downstairs for a coffee break or get to work early for a good cup before work. Occasionally, they have this one sweet that I really like called pastel de nata. It's a little pastry cup made out of something like phyllo dough and filled with egg custard. YUM. Fortunately for my figure, they run out of these early in the day, so a coffee visit is usually just coffee and not coffee+pastry.
I've eaten only one meal (besides breakfast, which is included with the price of the room) at the hotel during this trip. I'm trying to get out more and experience a little more of the city than I did last time (though I'm being very safe and careful, so no worries). Last evening, Maria (the country director) dropped me at a waterside restaurant after work, and I got a good table immediately overlooking the water. We were facing due south, but I leaned out the window held the cam facing west and got a few shots of the sunset over the water. It was peaceful and lovely. The meal I ordered was not too great, so I didn't eat that much of it, but the dessert was fantastic. Plain unsweetened Greek yogurt topped with local honey and toasted almonds. Man.
When I finished dinner it was full dark, so I asked the waiter if he could call me a taxi. He agreed and told me to stay at the table and he would call me when the taxi arrived. I was not to wait outside please. That made me feel so secure. And then when the taxi driver didn't know my hotel, the waiter walked outside and told him which hotel and how to get there. It was so incredibly nice. I have had great luck getting taxis, that is, getting perfect strangers to get me taxis. I am so grateful.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Ahhh, technology
To continue the technology theme, my cell doesn't work either. Mozambiquan cell phone networks don't like Samsung. Only Motorola or Nokia. There's an extra Nokia here at the office that I can have tomorrow, so that will be good.
On the up side, I'm having lots of meetings with all the people that we were wanting to reach. Plus, I can successfully install the program, so even if the prob isn't fixed by tomorrow, when it is fixed, the program will automatically work like we want. No reinstall needed. So that's simple. Plus, everything looks like it's working right on my laptop, so I can show people the system. Other nice things include the weather: warm and sunny but not too hot. And I remember a lot of what I saw last time I was here, so I know how to walk to the office and get to the good chicken place and the good coffee place. Highlight of highlights is still probably internet access in the room though. After not having it last time, having it this time makes things especially sweet.
No pics yet, sorry. I'll try to take some soon. Am working a lot though (dawn til dark today, though it is winter, so it's not that bad), so not sure when I'll get some. This weekend I'll definitely take pics! Maria and I are planning to go to Swaziland and go to a wild animal reserve. Wheee!! Hope that works out, and if it does, I will certainly take lots of pics.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Safely arrived in Maputo
Another big, exciting thing is that I have internet access in my room!! Wheee! This means I can Skype you, family! And, Tony, you won't have to try to learn my room number in Portuguese and get hung up on if they don't understand you. :-)
So I'm here and have eaten and am going to veg until the little hotel store opens and I can get a SIM card for my work cell. My plan is to stay up and go to bed in the evening instead of napping and throwing off my clock further, but I will definitely go to bed early, and if that means I wake early, that's okay. Sorry I can't think of anything particularly interesting to say, but my mind is a blank. Hmm. The weather here is gorgeous. I walked to a chicken place where I ate the last time I was here, but lots of restaurants are closed on Monday, so I found a place that serves one meal every day. You go and order whatever they cooked that day. Today it was a kind of beef stew like pot roast and brown rice and salad for about $2. It was not amazing but not bad either, and it was very pleasant to eat outdoors. It was a little one-room kitchen with outdoor tables and a loud, very small TV set up outside. Most people were sitting at tables near the TV, but I stayed back a little and read and enjoyed the weather. Signing off now. More tomorrow...
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Heading Home
Okay, well, he's in the shower, and I'm supposed to be packing... oops. I'll post a few pics to this blog and sign off.
Tony sunning on the beach...
Bec posing in full beach costume
Hotel door handles...so cool
A strange fruit that I'd never seen before
Coke in Thailand
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Safari Tour
She picks the coconuts by spinning them until the stem breaks. Monkeys are trained to do it low to the ground first, then higher up with coconuts tied to a clothesline-level rope, and finally on trees.
See her there, spinning the coconut?
Here she is, just sitting and resting. After the water buffalo talk, we were supposed to sit on the buffalo and then take a ride in an ox cart, but we all wanted to spend more time with the monkey first.
This is Alan, an incredibly nice man from Australia. He and his wife, Sue, were so friendly and kind to me the whole tour. We sat together and chatted and took pictures of and for each other. Alan was quite a hit with the monkey.
Here's another lady on our tour, patting the little monkey as the monkey pats her arm back.
Unfortunately, this is my best Kodac moment with the monkey. Earlier she had come up and sat by me and gnawed on my camera strap while I petted her, but once the camera was directed at us, she'd lost interest in me.
Finally, Kung got us directed back on track, and we took turns sitting on the buffalo. Sue was such a good sport. When no one on the tour would volunteer to try something, she'd volunteer to get the ball rolling. She was first on the buffalo.
Here are Sue, Alan, and I on the ox cart. (I don't know why it looks like I'm raising my fist... I wasn't.)
The next part of the tour was about how to open coconuts and make coconut milk and oil. Here a lady uses a metal spear sticking up out of the ground to peel open the husk surrounding the coconut.
After peeling away the husk and breaking open the coconut with a hammer, she shaved off the meat inside using a traditional tool that is like a flat metal disk with sharp little needle-looking spikes sticking off the edges. The disk is bolted on the end of a low wooden stool. She sat on the stool and scraped the inside of the coconut against the sharp disk, and the meat scraped off onto the tray, which she'd placed on the ground below the disk. Here Kung squeezes the coconut meat to show us the milk, which is running down her hand.
Next we learned how to make Thai curry. They showed us all the spices you use and had us smell them and guess what they were. As best I remember, you start with the following spices: garlic, salt, black peppercorns, red chilies, turmeric, lime leaves, shallots, basil, lemongrass, and some stuff that's a milder version of ginger.
You put it all in a mortar and crush it with a pestle for 20 minutes. It looks like a lot of work! After that you have your spice mix, which you mix with water and cook with meat and veggies and then add some coconut milk. Yum...
Finally, it was time for the elephants! We started with the baby elephants. Here I am getting a kiss from one! They cleaned her little nose with a towel and then stuck her trunk to my face and pulled it away: SMOOOCH! I'd never had the entire side of my face kissed at once before.
Here I am getting my pic taken w/ a baby elephant. She is just grinning up a storm. :-)
People who wanted to buy fruit could feed the elephants. Sue and Alan bought a basket of fruit and shared it with me so that I could feed the elephants, too. Here I'm feeding watermelon to a baby elephant. You have the snap that camera fast b/c the elephants snap up the fruit immediately as you get in reach.
Next we went on an elephant trek with the big elephants. Here's a lovely view from the trail.
This is my elephant. She was born in 1963, and her name is Namsai.
Here I am on Namsai.
Here are Alan and Sue on their elephant.
This is my elephant guide. He was a cool guy; I felt pretty lucky to have one of the best elephant guides. He took us apart from the others a little bit and also gave my camera to another elephant guide so he could take my pic on the elephant. He and that guide were the only ones who did that for their riders. It was really nice and saved me from buying the photo that the tour itself took of me on the elephant.
Here's my favorite pic of the day: me on an elephant. So fun!
Monday, July 7, 2008
New Suit
The place we ended up going had a big sign out front: "TEX." We had stopped to take a picture of the sign for our Texas friends and family when the owner came out and offered to make Tony a custom suit for $100. That got us inside. :-) We got to choose the fabric and then look through some fashion books to choose the cut. We went with a lightweight cashmere blend fabric in black and a slim-cut, single-breasted jacket with flat-front trousers, no cuffs. Tony got measured, and we left a $15 deposit. We came back the next two days for fittings, and--ta dah!--he has a really handsome custom-made suit. We're pleased.
The End (perhaps someone is tired of posing...)
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Around Town
A bank and tour van at a busy intersection
The bank (in English and Thai)
Altar outside the bank 
The place where we got Tony a tailor-made suit (We originally stopped just to take a pic of the sign b/c of the "tex" but got talked inside. Tony's old suit, his only one, is 12 years old!! Older than our marriage. Even with his wearing it an average of once a year, it was time for a new suit. We're going for the final fitting today, so we'll take pics.)
Me taking a coffee break
The following pics are of some goods in the nicer shops
At the end of the shopping trip, time for refueling: pizza!!!
