The weather is heating up here so it is difficult to picture my favourite season at home. Flowers are out on the trees again and some cosmos seeds I planted in a bag a couple of months back
are starting to flower.
I am all right here. I try not to count the days. I note October, my favourite month, starts tomorrow. If I get or take a holiday then I have three working months more. I should like to visit Rwanda afterward. It is all right here and I would not trade this experience but nor do I want to continue past my due date. The penny dropped yesterday: there was a large conference on the future of agriculture in Tanzania, a huge topic and I realized no one from the office was invited. From this I learn that we in the Food Programme in Arusha are here to carry out policy formulated elsewhere.
I located a half dozen novels in the “African Writers Series” in the library yesterday so I am set for the rest of my stay. Delighted with my find as these books help me to better understand. I went to the library to study a bit of Kiswhaili. It is quiet there. Not a word from any of the students studying and every chair is taken. I like it there and it gives me a Saturday morning walk. I of course have my favourite places to eat as well. Beer too.
I’ve also launched into a French course as of last week. That the seven or so other students are Tanzanian is deluxe. Mostly primary or elementary school teachers.
So I am busy…as you are busy there in the Canadian Fall.