Sunday morning in Blantyre

I'm glad my technical support named Megan was able to post what I thought I had lost.
There is a real difference for me with this effort thusfar....for instance, I have previously been a part of a partnership or larger team. That meant when the group with which we were working were otherwise occupied, my partner/teammates and I socialized together. Early last evening before it was dark, I walked back to my hotel past the "New Casa Blanca" bar. It was really rocking, but I decided not to explore further. So, I found myself watching the BBC news with an African slant followed by a film with DeNiro and Pacino. They're two of my favorite guys, so I felt like I had good company.

One of my tasks here is to review the trainers' manual that is in process, so breakfast found me with that. Let me say that, as in Georgia, instant coffee seems to be the rage. Can you believe that? Here I am in Africa with powdered coffee!

Moses is picking me up this afternoon to show me some sights. I've just walked uptown to buy a large bottle of water. It is always the case that one needs to get liters of water, since the smaller ones just don't do! I've decided it's really an advantage to be an obviously older white woman walking around. People make eye contact, say, "Good morning, Madam. How are you?" I've read that it's considered polite to reply, "I'm fine. And how are you?, so I do that. The reply is: Thank you. I'm fine.

For the most part, stores are closed on Sunday. Since Blantyre is the financial center, there is a bank on practically every corner. I heard wonderful singing coming out of a building....not appearing to be a church. But, it's the kind of African singing one would hear at the Wharton Center or at Hill Auditorium. Then, there was the preacher standing on the corner enthused about something in front of the Praise God Shopping Store.

Some of you are replying. Thanks! Strangely enough, although I'd rather be working with another consultant from the other side of the pond, I don't feel alone. But, I still do appreciate your comments!

I'm resigned to not being able to post pictures--which is a pity.