Am typing this from my hotel room in Kigali, wondering how fast time flies, one minute i was wondering should I? shouldnt I? and the next, am here, I remember a few things from the last four weeks,

there was edith and Reinier's wedding




father of the bride, cousin and I doing the family band thing.



then there was the bad business that is writing the farewell email




and now, here I am, In Kigali,

the next f

Ok, so over the last couple of months I have been here and there, well, three places really, The Island (Banda) with Eve, Rukungiri with the family and Rwanda on my own.

All really lovely places.

unfortunately my pictures don't do them justice, but i at least have to try

ok first up, the island





the candle could be from rukungiri, the view from the incomplete building definately is.

I just found this poem after nearly forever,
Our poetry teacher from High school, made us go over it so many times, that it very nearly lost its magic, but now, after all these years, finding it and reading it again, I am once again - captured.

Tarantella
Do you remember an Inn,
Miranda?
Do you remember an Inn?
And the tedding and the spreading
Of the straw for a bedding,
And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees,
And the wine that tasted of tar?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
(Under the vine of the dark verandah)?
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda,
Do you remember an Inn?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteeers
Who hadn't got a penny,
And who weren't paying any,
And the hammer at the doors and the Din?
And the Hip! Hop! Hap!
Of the clap
Of the hands to the twirl and the swirl
Of the girl gone chancing,
Glancing,
Dancing,
Backing and advancing,
Snapping of a clapper to the spin
Out and in --
And the Ting, Tong, Tang, of the Guitar.
Do you remember an Inn,
Miranda?
Do you remember an Inn?

Never more;
Miranda,
Never more.
Only the high peaks hoar:
And Aragon a torrent at the door.
No sound
In the walls of the Halls where falls
The tread
Of the feet of the dead to the ground
No sound:
But the boom
Of the far Waterfall like Doom.

2008 is gone, unbelievable, but not half as interesting am me finally going on leave. yes,after working my ka butt off this past year, am going to take the next two weeks off, and just chill. well, mostly chill.

I will finally have time to complete work on Uganda calling, I also get to spend time on banda Island which has no power or piped water or any other connections to the 21st century, and maybe three days in Rukungiri.

yes, this is going to be good. *fingers crossed)

i suppose i will need to load up on camera batteries and some books. should have a batch of bites and scratches pictures when i get back.

yay, wish me lack (especially with the boat ride)

So, i thought i would do a separate post about my fall, after doing this one but on second thought, am just going to do them together,

THE FALL,

So am teaching web design to a class of 10 students, today was day today, and i had a good feeling about it, since we were beginning to do the real stuff, so anyway, at one point, one of the trainees, asks a question, i go over to their desk, to show them, now, as i am walking away, and this happened really fast, my feet get tumbled in a batch of cables, and the next thing i knew, i was just flying through the air, feet tangled, and wham! on the floor.  true story. and thats all am saying about it,

MY SPECIAL BROWN SESAME BREAD

Both my parents are diabetic and i have been looking for ways to get them nice sugar free, low calorie breakfasts, and thus, - brown sesame bread. i put together this recipe and i totally love it, the, bread came out, finally after 3 hours, of preparation, rising, kneading, rising, seeds, rising, baking, looking rather hideous, but the taste, already has me hooked.

today was the first day of the easysites course, about 3 months ago, my boss asked me if i would like to be the trainer for that course, i said sure no problem, (am still not so sure why i said that) today i walked into that room scared as hell, my palms sweating, my mind completely blanck i couldnt even remember what a website is, but the trainees turned out to be a lively bunch, and am soooo glad, i cant wait for day two of training.

Today i saw my friend Joppe for the last time, tomorrow he and Maleine will leave Kampala for the Netherlands and i don’t know if i will ever see him again, it seems really strange, that  i won’t be seeing him again, that i have to find someone new to go watch weird movies with, that i he won’t be there to tell me that its ok to watch family guy, that he won’t be here to completely mess up my hair after i spent ages getting it in shape, that there will be no one for me to turn to and whisper  ‘I hate gimp’ or ‘adobe rules’ . it seems weird that he will be gone. its seems even more weird that after nearly seven months, i cant find one picture of him on my hard disk

Goodbye Joppe

So Kate from Church came back from her 1 year trip, and her family thought, hmmmm this would be a good time to have a seventies party. (had to wear an afro wig, since, i dont have my afro anymore. still it was great)
And so they did, my camera was in a bad mood but am still going to upload the pictures.

Ok, things you will not know from these pictures,
- they only played music from the 70's - AWESOME.
















and so on and so on, we really had a lovely time, the outfits were to die for,
the food was great, the music.... the music was... amazing to say the least.
It was a great night

so after five years (since 2003) of wearing my hair in an afro, this weekend in a sudden bout of excitement and part sheer lunacy i decided to turn my hair into dread locks, and this was the result.



the locks are still short (they had to make my hair shorter before doing the dreads),
and  I have about six months to decide whether i want them to be permanent.
Am still not sure, should i keep them? or should i go back?

so nearly 2 months ago, i gave up my excerice routine i had actually code named it 'the road to 120'  I gave up that routine, my excuse was I had a new puppy and he was so much work and i had to spend all my after work time with him, ....
WELL I just found a solution, - road work, an early morning 45 minute jogg, I've been testing it the last two weeks and i think its pretty, neat, so am going to keep at it, something good just might come of it. and, its all between 6:30am and 7:30, so i am not having to cut down any hours i would have otherwise spent with Duke, and when he gets older, he gets to be my workout buddy.
I have also decided to start reading up on yoga, am going to learn everything i can. Then i might take some classes.  might.

you never know what i might end up discovering in these ancient scripts