Thursday, November 15, 2012

Roosters are Cocks


Things I like better than roosters:
  1. Pooping in a STINKY pit latrine
  2. Bathing in a bowl the size of Mom’s Sunday night supper salads
  3. Hauling water from a creek for EVERYTHING
  4. Boiling, filtering, and bleaching water before drinking a glass
  5. Spending most of my Sunday in a stream washing my clothes on a rock
  6. No air-conditioning to escape to in the African heat
  7. Peeing in a bucket inside of my house after the sun sets
  8. The smell of my hut in the morning after my pee has been sitting in a bucket since after sun set
  9. Storms blowing my corrugated iron roof eschew so the rain can fall freely inside my hut
  10. Men proposing marriage/sex to me on an hourly basis
  11. Glen Campbell. Wait, no, I actually do really like Glen Campbell.
  12. Corn meal and beans for lunch... every single day
  13. Riding on a 13 passenger khumbi with 22 people and all of their shit and having the khumbi conductor use my lap as his business station
  14. Men pinching my belly and telling me I am getting very fat (I’ve lost ten pounds since arriving here, by the way)
  15. Men whipping it out and peeing while we’re in the middle of a conversation
  16. People demanding I give them my clothing, jewelry, etc
  17. Laying in a puddle of sweat in my underwear on my concrete floor, trying to soak up anything but the African heat

Evan very accurately demonstrating how to take a bucket bath!
(Picture stolen from, my sister, Jenny's facebook)


2 comments:

Jenny said...

Are the roosters attacking you or something?? You really should start eating meat...the only thing better than eating a fried chicken, is eating a fried chicken that had it coming! ;)

Love you and love reading your blog, bot!

Unknown said...

Tell those men to leave you alone! We took that marriage picture... And the reverend Lizzie Walters married us! Blow Pop's and all! and for the Glen Cambell remark... Watch your tongue!