So I got called a muzungu yesterday my first.  It is there word for white people but in a nice way.  They kids loved they toys and the nuns were happy i brought so much  for the school.  The kids are on spring break right now.  So my house mate and i went in to town and meet marion another volunteer.  We went to shoprite which is a grocery store and then we got lunch and I tried there beer, it was good (billy).  My legs are black from dirt again, and a girl started talking to me and followed us in to the office, she wanted our phone number I told her I dont have one yet.  We are going to do day trips this weekend and i have a language class and a volunteer social thursday.

That brings me to the dala dala oh my god, if I ever hear anyone complaine about the ttc I will smack them.  A bus that fits 12 sould not fit 28.  I was so smushed into the van I was scared, and I was hanging out the door a bit.  Oh ttc how i miss you.  rush hour will tart soon so i sould go home.  I also have a real toilet.  Mount meru is right behind where I live, but i have to walk a kilometer to the main road so we have to come and go in groups.  You will all be glade to know that I can put a green pin in Africa, thats right i got sick(never take malaria pill without food)  Mesquito kill count 2 number in room 5. we have rolling black outs so charging my phone is hard.  Billy has mu number if you want to call. it’s cheaper for you to call me.  The food is not bad  so far i had french fries, pizza, and African food I cant pronounce. After dinner the kids whatch a movie yesterday it was sarafina whoopi goldberg was in it and it was good, but really sad. 

Love you guys