Tonight's driver had some mad skills. It was my first drive home in the real rush hour traffic, and we were up on the pavement, darting round cars, brushing up against the millions of moto riders, and generally taking every possible short cut to avoid the traffic. It was quite a journey!
I've been exploring the restaurants around my hotel, which although pretty touristy, are very delicious and still pretty cheap. However, lunchtime at the office gives me the best 'local flavour' as we head to nearby local restaurants and order masses of food for tiny amounts of money. The restaurant floors are strewn with rubbish, the menu is ignored, and the hygiene is questionable (I found a dead ant in my iced tea - which is brought to the table for every meal) but the food is fantastic. Anyway, I'm not too squeamish about bugs in my food these days. As my dad would say, the ant wouldn't have drunk much.
This is one of the cleaner restaurants we have gone to...
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| Lunch with a volunteer from the Philippines |
I've also managed to fit in a massage, and dinner with my colleague and his wife, and am now sitting in a bar with an espresso martini... but I promise I have also been working very hard! There is so much information to process, and information to 'extract' from the team that my head is reeling most nights, but being in a different country is giving me the energy to work hard and play hard... it's so much fun having a different environment and culture to explore. I have also really enjoyed feeling more anonymous (so many expats here, I definitely do not stand out or attract attention) and I feel very safe, which is something I have been missing since I moved away from The Gambia.




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