I left the base today to run a few errands and had one of those strange, looking at my life from the outside moments. There I was, on the back of my motorbike boda, watching the palm trees go by, the children waving, the women carrying basins of bananas and avocados on their heads. There I was carrying 3 kilos of peanuts I had roasted and peeled, to be ground on the corner in a tiny machine that makes THE best peanut butter you've ever tasted! There I was popping by the tailor's house to see if he could make a skirt for me. There I was greeting my friends in one of the small food stores in town.
It's strange how normal life becomes here and how strangely un-normal it is all at the same time. That's all.