Like I promised...some stories...
So, after our super safari special in Mvuu, we headed back for Lilongwe. We got in a little later in the day at Mabuya Camp (the usual), and saw a party going on by the pool. Nicolle and I were pretty tempted to join, I don't know for sure how the others felt about it. It didn't really matter though, none of us went. Apparently it was extremely nice dress wear, not exactly black tie, but dang those ladies were wearing some nice evening gowns. The dress was actually pretty varied, but we came in too late because people were drunk and high already. Not really that fun.
One night, Nicolle and I were pretty hungry, not ravenous or anything, but we only brought so many bars to eat for the weekend, so we headed over to the Mabuya Camp restaurant. Good choice. The restaurant is so nice! It's a really cute set up, and it was just a relief to sit at a table and get your order in a very calm environment. Not that we don't usually do that, but for some reason this was extra special...maybe it was because that was where we met Edward. (No, nothing relating to or in anyway like the Twilight Edward. How dare you compare him. This Edward is the bomb.) Nicolle and I talked to him and immediately knew he was a cool guy. Unlike other Malawi men, he didn't try to charm us or anything like that. He was pretty chill. And we found out that he made the 'weight room' that I put up pictures of earlier about Mabuya camp. So cooool! We found out that he works at the restaurant and goes to school and does a couple other jobs. Busy guy. He even works out with Mr. Malawi (Nicolle and Camille have met him I think, but I have no idea who he really is...but it sounds cool). Nicolle started playing him in Ntchuwa, and that's when other visitors came over. Gift, Moses, Hippo, and Amanda joined in on the fun. Apparently Gift and Hippo are brothers and they all know Edward. Amanda is Hippo's wife, or soon to be wife? (It got a little confusing because of Gift...you'll soon see why.) Gift keeps asking Nicolle where she learned to play Ntchuwa, and whispering the question. He seemed pretty out of it. Then Moses was slurring his words some and Hippo actually seemed pretty normal. So basically Gift and Moses must have been pretty drunk. At first I was actually pretty nervous. I had never been around anyone who was drunk, so I didn't really know what to do. Is it okay to laugh at them? What if they get mad that I'm laughing?! Different people get certain ways when they drink...what if they are angry drunkards!?! I exhibited a certain level of confidence so that they wouldn't smell my fear. It worked pretty well. We knew Gift from the market, so he finally realized that he knew us too, and then he kind of didn't want to let us out of his sight. Nicolle and I said that we had a meeting with our friends after we slaughtered them in Ntchuwa and headed over to our friends sitting outside. Gift followed. Aaagh! By then Edward was playing pool with a friend and he gave us an "I am so sorry" look because Gift is crazy. Nicolle recorded Gift for a little bit. It was actually pretty entertaining for a while, but then it got really old. He kept saying how he was going to cry because he missed us and that when he meets good, nice people like us, then he doesn't want them to go. Nicolle and Edward exchanged numbers, and this was visible to Gift. Suddenly Gift looked a little angry. It looked like he thought Edward was entering in on his territory. It's okay though, it's okay. No fighting occurred. Anyway, Nicolle and I are only going to hang out with Edward together if we are even able to. Don't worry! Buddy system all the way!
Monday morning was full of fun! Nicolle, Adam, and I walked to the grocery store area in Lilongwe to get some groceries and some food as well before the van came to pick us up to head back to SAFI. We had a good time. Nicolle and Adam got into one of their friend arguments...well, serious discussion I guess. It was pretty funny. I zoned in and out of the conversation a bit because they kind of kept repeating their point with slightly varied diction and phrasing. I just drank my orange Fanta happy as could be. We ended up seeing the missionaries that we see at church! They are so cool! One of them used to work in a bakery. He's funny. It was nice to see them. There are three pairs of missionaries in the branch we go to in Lilongwe and one of the three are sister missionaries. We even saw the other set of elders later that day in the same area!
Then we found out that the van was going to pick us up and then we would head back to SAFI. Wahoo! I realized that I really needed to go to the bathroom...really...(yes, this is the story).
In Lilongwe, even though there are restaurants and such, only the really nice sit down restaurants have bathrooms. In the grocery store we got picked up at, there were no nice restaurants, and no grocery stores have bathrooms, and so Nicolle and I found one in a fast food type restaurant (without the drive-thru). I ventured in. Nope. Door was locked. I knocked. No answer. Hmmmm...I'll wait? So I waited. I knocked again. Maybe there is a key at the ordering area. Sure enough a young employee noticed my struggle and was about to bring me the key. Victory! Soon my mission would be complete. Not so. I had heard another employee saying "No water! No water!" I thought he was speaking to someone behind me, so I walked onward. I entered after struggling with the lock, I turned immediately to lock myself in, not noticing the state of the bathroom.
Here is what I saw and then my thought right afterwards and the order I saw these problems:
Problem: No toilet lid.
Thought: Hey, no big deal, as long as there's a---
Problem: No toilet seat.
Thought: Dang, I'm no good at the squatting thing, so we'll have to double up on toilet paper on that lack of seat and balance well.
Problem: No toilet paper.
Thought: Really?! Hmm...paper towels...? Please!
Problem: A wad of paper towels.
Thought: Huh? What's in this?
Problem: A dried surprise in the paper towels.
Thought: Sick nasty! Okay okay, this can work. It has to work! I'm about to pee my pants, and that would be probably, uhhhh...maybe worse than this. Okay weigh my options here...I could pee my pants and suffer public humiliation, or endure this nasty bathroom and clean up really well after I relieve myself.
Problem: No soap.
Thought: Gah! Really? Okay, this is happening. Is there at least water?
Problem: No water.
Thought: Shoot...that guy was trying to tell me that...I can't even flush...
I then tore the safe parts of the paper towels and set them on the base of the toilet and got other pieces ready too. Phew, I made it! So I couldn't flush and I couldn't wash my hands. This was necessary. I unlock the door cautiously, finally lock it back up and give the key back to the employee. If I was that employee and I knew that the bathroom was like that, I would never touch that key when someone came out of that bathroom. Then I held my hands out very aware of them and if they were close to my clothes and went directly to the van and asked Emily for hand sanitizer. She thankfully is always prepared and kindly let me use some. Wow. But hey, it builds character.
Be grateful for having always flushing toilets and always running water in any and pretty much every form of restaurant, grocery store, and home.
We got back to SAFI! Phew!
That night was really hard to sleep for some reason. I didn't have any nightmares about evil bathrooms at least!
Tuesday morning we got started talking to families with SAFI and it was so fun! We are filling out a survey with their ages of every member in their family and what they ate 24 hours ago and what crops, and animals they have and how much they harvested. It was so fun! I was able to do it today too and I love it! They are such wonderful people. They wanted to teach me some Chichewa. I learned 'soya' is soybeans, and 'nyemba' is beans, and 'ntedza' is groundnuts. They are so great. One of the families even let me pet their rabbit. Also, they offered me some groundnuts even though they have so little food compared to me. They told Betha (she was translating for me) that I was free to have any, but I said that I didn't want to take any of their food from them and they should be able to eat it. Betha told them and they seemed to understand and smiled. They are so sweet. They offered me food. Something so precious, so necessary to survival here. I was amazed.
After I finished interviewing families on Tuesday, I helped out with the rest of the solar drying group. We are trying out different pre-treatments for sweet potatoes to see which ones we are actually going to incorporate in the study. It's been interesting. We have come across different hurdles and realizations that we can only do so much by way of cleaning in between samples and such. It's been fun though. Last night we were taking the water activity of each pre-treatment. A bug came inside the room we were in...we call them the dive bombers...they have large bee/wasp-like bodies and fly around the room and all of the sudden dive bomb randomly in different directions. So annoying, especially if they are around when we are eating. Anyway, one got in and Renee was adding the values in her computer as she sat on the green, plastic chair. Sudden dive bomb to the leg! Renee freaked out! It was the most scared and freaked out I have ever seen her! Hahah! I was laughing so hard! She had screamed and yelled at it to get away from her. Emily and Renee left the room immediately. I found myself alone facing the dive bomber. Weapon of choice: Plastic Spoon. Actually, it was pretty much my only option. Hiyah! Hiyah! I kept missing it! Finally I was about to give up and let down the spoon. It dive bombed at me and so I swatted it down with my hand. Brutal. It stayed down. I felt bad, so I got the spoon and took it outside. It wasn't dead, just stunned I think. It dive bombs into walls all of the time, so it's probably used to the trauma to the head.
Today as I was getting water activity values again in our little room, Renee was with me keeping me company and working on an Excel spreadsheet and inputting data for me. I walked outside to get more samples of pretreatment and when I came back, a woman was setting her baby on the wooden bed base (it has no bed). She was going to leave her sleeping baby there to give her back a break. This was fine, except for I had other samples sitting on the bed that she moved around and mixed up. They were all chopped up and ready to go too! Darn. Her baby started waking up, so she took him away again. I looked down, was a little exasperated, but then I realized that I could still cut up the other half of the sweet potato and it was a good thing I remembered which one was which too! So, it was all good. I just had to do a little more chopping. Then, two little girls entered into the room. They were pretty cute, so Renee and I endured. At first we didn't know what to do, and then we started singing the Yodeling Austrian song, and that entertained them and kept them from touching anything important. I hurried to get more from the air drying mat and they followed. On our way back, we raced. I won so I could get a head start on measuring. One of the girls liked to read the numbers that showed up on the scale to Renee, so we let her have at it. You read that scale Maoi! (Her name means luck.)
Then the girls kept handing us everything that we needed and then followed us back to the conference room. They hung out with us and the other interns for a while. We told them that we could have them leave whenever they wanted us to. They were okay with them for the beginning. It started getting a little funny though. Maoi was cutting the cheese and trying to make us show her pictures every second and getting mad at us when we didn't. Not cool. It was getting difficult for Emily to concentrate and by then we were all ready to have them leave, so we kicked them out in a kind way. It was fun while it lasted!
It's been nice getting to work.
It's been amazing talking to families.
It's been great here.