TIA

It's easy for me to forget how strange some of my daily happenings could be to an outsider.

For instance, today I...

• awoke to the sound of a chicken trying to escape its captor while a Celine Dion song played in the background, on repeat, for about 3 hours
• chased a goat out of my garden
• was invited to join some old men, sitting in a circle, sipping thick, brown, home-brewed liquor from a shared pot sipped through long reeds at about 2 o'clock in the afternoon
• was asked if I put 'jelly' in my hair (it was wet) and if it was my real hair
• bit into a lemon thinking it was an orange (oranges are usually green here, and this was yellow, so I thought it was a ripe orange for a change... shoulda known better... lemons are usually green too)
• heated water in my tea kettle for my outdoor bucket bath, burned my trash, and will most likely pee in my 'night bucket' tonight instead of walking to the pit latrine in the inevitable rain that will come after dark
• paid a young boy the equivalent of 50 cents to fetch 4 20 liter jerricans of water for me
• spent a good 5 minutes stalking a large, buzzing hornet around my house before smashing it with my flip flop
• discussed the US presidential candidates with a guy named Elvis. He informed me that Obama was African and therefore would not win the election. Hmmm.

Just another day in paradise.