Sorry about the lack of blogging but the electricity in this place has been shocking the past few days. Yesterday there were four power cuts in three hours, each one lasting about 45 minutes – the joy! This would be annoying enough on the best of occasions but I was trying to teach one of my ladies how to use the internet and I was trying to check my football predictions (what with the special one leaving and all). Suffice to say my predictions are still six weeks old and I had to give her a lesson today as well.
Mind you the original plan for today was not going too well. We decided to go up to the hotel swimming pool and have a relaxing lounge around, may be a bit of a swim, bit of lunch – nice time. Hmmm…nice time lasted for about 3 seconds as we noticed about eight very loud, very splashy children in the pool and taking up all the sunbeds even though they didn’t need them AT ALL.
So we grinned and bore it and gradually appropriated sunbeds then bliss, they all sat down to eat chips and as their lovely little mouths were full of fried potato they actually shut up (these were the first fat children I have seen in Africa – it was a bit like being in West Quay shopping centre only slightly sunnier!). Hurrah! We thought, peace and quiet perhaps chance of a quick dip but no, around the corner came about 12 expat kids and three nannies. The joy!
Within moments the swimming pool looked more like a tureen of child soup and the noise levels were deafening. We were all mightily irritated.
Now do you see why my volunteer project is with adults?
