Just to give you an idea of what my life in Uganda entails…
Cooking is challenging without running water and electricity but I feel as if that is what makes it so fun for me (probably won’t be saying that after two years of it…). I think there should be a cooking competition/reality show where chefs have to cook by candlelight, without electricity and running water. I usually try to finish cooking supper before the sun goes down but sometimes, when I’m feeling especially dangerous, I like to push it and race against the sun to finish cooking. Cooking by candlelight is kind of scary in the sense that I almost burn down the house/myself each time – key word being almost.
Breakfast in the states consisted of a cup (or two) of coffee at work but here it’s my favorite part of the day. Mornings are mine. There’s a certain stillness and anticipation that comes with the start of a new day; it’s cleansing. I wake up around 7:30 a.m. (sleeping past 8 is highly unusual for Uganda-Tahrima) and if I’m feeling particularly indulgent, I put my milk pan on the doorstep for the milk man so I can make myself a mocha to go with my breakfast.
Supper is usually the same as lunch except there’s alcohol involved and instead of reading, I put on some music or watch a movie/tv show on my laptop (I’m currently on the 4th season of Arrested Development). Once I made steak and mashed potatoes, put on some slow jams and treated myself to the “good” wine. It was divine. I’m basically dating myself. I’m okay with that.
I hate washing dishes.
My supervisor keeps trying to convince me to find some “friends” (aka village girls) to help me with the housework. Her latest reasoning: “Tahrima, your body is not used to this work. If you continue working so hard, you will hurt your back and you won’t be able to produce [aka have a baby] and I really want to be a grandmother someday.” This was actually really sweet….in a twisted sort of way.
How I Bathe:
Collecting water when it rains
The room I hang out in the most/my favorite room in the house.