MozamWeek

This week I went into town to pick up some eggs as usual. My regular egg spot is at the "First of May Market" where the trucks unload trays of 30 eggs and people carry them off by the stacks all week long. In all our years in Tete, this is THE place to get eggs. Until this week. Drive by, and no stacks of egg trays? Other end of the market, same thing. The guys selling boiled eggs are few and far between. The grocery store still has eggs by the dozen, but not trays of 30. Under the bridge the market stalls were selling eggs. Each egg usually costs 5mt... except at Christmas when people crazily make lots of potato salad and seem to need lots of hard boiled eggs. At Christmas the price jumps to 180mt, then 200mt, then 240mt. Crazy! The guy at the bridge stalls informed me that his precious last tray of eggs was going for 10mt/egg. That's 300mt for a tray of 30. This is a staple protein for us here. We go through a tray a week for sandwiches, cakes, pancakes and qu

This weekend we had the rare experience of being "offline" for over 72 hours. Being this is Africa, we expect that this COULD happen from time to time, but it usually doesn't. Lucky us! During that little blip in the disconnectedness of our lives with others all around the world, I felt funny. Here is a little comentary on my few days away from e-mail, Facebook, and Google. Thursday Evening: Hmmm, something is not right here. My Facebook wall won't update... and I can't get tot hat recipe I looked up this morning. Friday Morning: Off to M'Padue school without even a "here I go" message to my friends. Oh well, I don't have time anyway! Friday Afternoon: Mikael, "Seems there is something wrong with the internet. It isn't working at the office either." Me, "I wanted to post a few pictures from this morning, but I can wait." I waited... here they are... Opening of the meeting with about 50 teachers in a normal classr