Okay, so its been over a month in South Africa, and I'm still alive. Hooray! Currently I'm sitting in an internet cafe in Nelspruit (Naspoti) which itself is about 2 hours from my soon to be new home.
I know that I have a lot to say, but I'm not sure what to cram into these 5 minutes, and what can be safely left for later. For the basics:
All of the other PCTs are truly phenomenal people, and my nearest neighbor is only about 15 minutes away by bike (provided I eventually get a bike). I'm living in a very small village thats not far from both Kruger National Park and Mozambique. My host family is composed of about 6 children and two parents who have all of 15 years on me -- so its a little weird to call them mom and dad. I have electricity, but no running water. Everybody watches way more WWE wrestling than can possibly be good for them, and I'm sorry Virginia, but 2pac really is dead. (You'd be surprised how often I get that question. Its a nice relief from the marriage proposals).
I will have both internet and cellphone soon, at which point you'll all hear from me way more than you want to. But at the moment suffise to say: I haven't washed my hair in a week, my siswati is getting better, I now stare at flushing toilets in awe, I saw real-live hippos the other day, and I WANT LETTERS!!!
So life is good.
(And Kelsey, if you're reading this please send me your address, I forgot to get it before I left).
