Salty tea

Well it's been a week now of biking on bumpy shortcuts to work and I've determined that my backside is permanently bruised! To add insult to injury I started playing Ultimate Frisbee with a group of ex-pats (anyone here not Zambian basically) on Wed nights and I'm so sore! It felt so good to run and do something besides sit at a desk but I'm so out of shape! However I've recently been motivated by the loss of hot water to exercise before I shower! It's amazing how we take the small things for granted, like hot water! Such a luxury!
I've worn myself out this week, going out every night with people! The Hatfields (family friends from Zimbabwe) came into town and we got to hang out which was so fun!! It was so encouraging to hear what the Lord's doing through them here in Africa and around the world!
Last night I went to a play at the Alliance Francaise with a bunch of people from work! It was locally written and directed, called PHD syndrome (Pull him/her down)! Very interesting, dealt with some controversial issues and very well done! I was pleasantly surprised and laughed a lot during it, so African! And the music was so great too! It's basically about how many people Zambian society try to prevent others from rising above the rest and try to use the successful to benefit themselves, in the process pulling the other person down. I felt very cultured sitting there with my Zambian work colleagues drinking my Malawi Shanti (sooooo good!!)
Well I've got to go get warmed up to shower so I can head out to a safari lodge for the day with Sarah Abroms (my med school friend)! But before I go some advice on tea, salt in tea tastes as horrible as it sounds! I was deceived one morning by a little tupperware of white granulated substance that looked very much like sure! And boy was I surprised when I took a sip of that caramel colored creamy goodness only to find a horrendous salty flavor invading my senses! And it completely ruined my day, I was running late and had no time for another cup of tea and at work there was no milk to be found!! How did I survive the day without tea you ask?! It was difficult but I was able to endure until the end of work when I rushed home on my little bicycle to enjoy my evening cup of tea and dinner cup of tea and pre-bedtime cup of tea!;) And the deprivation only served to sweeten the experience!