Mora has learned now
that our room door is open at night. So now she quietly opens the
door, has a look about and then leaves. I witnessed her do that the
entire night. She even stared at me blankly for a minute or so and
then descended back into the darkness. Sleeping at night always has
it's little moments. We have Bush babies screaming and running across
the roof, tropical rain every so often and just Mora, watching us
sleep. It certainly beats drunk students at 3am, staggering down
Morningside Road. I feel accustomed to these little moments at night
and will feel weird being back home. Even just the sound of cars
driving by, will blow my mind.
To start our Friday
morning, me and Lisa took a trip to the hospital (don't worry mum and
dad, nothing serious). The queue just to see a nurse, was big and after waiting about
half an hour, Lisa decided to go hunting for a free doctor. Once we
found one, we were taken to his office, where he had a look at my
ear and prescribed me some anti biotics. It got me thinking how I sat
in a very similar office in Scotland and was told about all the
horrible, scary things that may happen to me, when I am in Africa.
But so far, I have felt safer here than anywhere else. Everyone here
is so nice and cheerful (Thats a rarity in Edinburgh). Some people
here have nothing, yet they will still say good morning and give you
a big smile, as they go on their way. In Edinburgh, just making eye
contact with someone, makes you jump to conclusions or feel offended
(or think they fancy you). I always feel that my perception of Africa
was so naïve and misled. I get the feeling that even a lot of
doctors back home, over dramatised Africa, to the point it scares
anyone to even visit the place. A night out in Glasgow is more
dangerous than going to Mozambique, yet people are more willing to do
that. The initial reaction people gave me, when I told them about
Mozambique was, 'Ooh I couldnt do that, it sounds too dangerous'...
Coming here has
definitely made me want to travel more and actually see the world,
especially Africa. It's such a cliché to say that 'travel broadens
the mind' but it's so true. It just makes you realise how blissfully
ignorant your life can be.
So after I pondered
this realisation, we picked up my pills from the pharmacy (which only
came to 5 meticais, which is pennys) and headed back to Sunsetti.
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