Day 3: Look Right

Today was my first full day as we began our rotations through the project departments and the staff have been absolutely wonderful so far.

We suffered yet another power outtage at lunch and defaulted to sandwiches.

The swelling in my eyelid worsened but as per Anne's recommendation, I rubbed lemon on it. (expletive of choice).

At 1600, we had a farewell party for Sarah, one of the senior interns with who I spent most of my morning learning the ropes from.

On our brief strolls to and from the flats, I had noticed some fish swimming in the open sewers. Yes, open sewers. By scientific epiphany, I think I'll call these soon to be pets'o'mine poopfish.

Much to our surprise (not really...OK, not at all), we returned to the flats to find that power hadn't come back on. Esteban and Ben volunteered to get charcoal so we could grill the chicken outside as opposed to watching it fester on the electric stove in pitch darkness. I suppose we could culturally tailor the electric train riddle (an electric train is traveling east at 130 kph; which way is the smoke blowing) to something along the lines of: there's chicken on the electric stove in the middle of Lusaka; what does it smell like. Irony perhaps, Ms Morisette?

After trekking three Zambian blocks and back (trekking probably conjures up the proper image), the guys came back with the charcoal. Iron Chef Esteban grilled some wicked chicken and corn with a side of mushroom potatoes. Despite the pain lingering in my mouth from overenthusiasm, the food was terrific!

Note to self: look right before crossing.