We have enough work now to keep us busy in our confinement. We head back home again and the ping pong paddles appear. The table is under the clothesline, and anything that hits it and what it contains is redone. One of my hosts beats his son, who in turn beats me, then off to bed. Another warm shower greets me Sunday morning.
People come by on errands.
The successful candidate in the recent in-house search for a new operations manager was announced in the office. She sits beside me now, and I give her a hug. Bring me the laundry from the line. Someone comes with applications to fill out for a Kenyan visa. Give complete names and addresses.