Pictures still not gonna come thru. Sorry.
I was told this week, that if you haven't been to Mbare, you haven't been to Zimbabwe. Which I later realized is basically true. We went to the most ghetto parts of our ghetto area and it was crazy. Volumes could not depict the things you see. Walkin thru dirt roads with a wide variety of trash scattered all over the place, a stream of sewage running along the road cascading thru potholes and peoples front "yards". Everyone staring at me, yelling "murungu", chickens wandering around like they own the place, kombis and taxis flying thru the road splashing the sewage and driving with 15 more people than the capacity. Mamas cooking sadza or washing their screaming children and drunkards singing and dancing to zim dance music in the streets and wanting to talk to us and ask us for money. hahaha all of this just happening at the same time and we just casually walk thru like theirs no problem. I walked into this set of super old flats the other day and as we walk up the stairs this group of kids starts forming behind us compiled of all those who saw me and then they follow us chanting, "murewa murewa murewa" haha which means "Baboon, baboon, baboon" (for some reason thats what they call white people lol.)
Also, the bishop gave us a ride to this one area and he's like, Okay guys so never come here after 6:00 hahahhaa
Seems like right as i got here, all the progressing investigators stopped progressing. Don't know how my presence couldve changes that hahaha pretty lame. No worries tho.
We getta skype next week... thats weird. My last skype. So yeah we will do that this coming Sunday at around 4 pm here.
Thats all she wrote.
Stay tuned for the next episode.
Tune in each Monday at 1pm Zimbabwean Standard Time
Stay Steady Grindin'
Cordially,
Elder Anderson
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