Estou a vivir

I'm alive! I just got back from visiting Allison and Stacey in Gurue, before which I'd just gotten back from the REDES conference in Chimoio. It's good to be home again. My mom insists that the menial aspects of my life are fascinating to her and many others, even though your fancy American lives are actually much more fascinating (latrines that flush, hot running water, electric clothes washing machines!) In celebration of the every day, here are some pictures of my every day.



This is the side of my house. That is Renee, my student-who-lives-out-back. The concrete room to the left is my latrine; a stationary Port-a-Potty, if you will. Behind the baby mango tree, barely visible, is my straw shower stall.


This is the inside of my latrine. Also, the reason for my gladiator-like thigh muscles. The green thing is cardboard, to cover the hole and keep bugs out.



The outside of my shower.




The inside of my shower. I stand on those rocks to take bucket baths.




Some girl carrying water in front of my house. That pole on the left is part of my clothes line.


So. There. My every day. Fascinating or mundane, you be the judge!