I am finding it unsettling to all of the sudden have no structure to my days. I'm not complaining. I'm just saying.
I thought you would like to see my office at Camp Okavango, the one I shared with the charcoal-gray lizard who warmed himself on the electrical plugs, with the lesser-tailed swallows flying in and out, with the swarms of papery wasps that landed on our windows inside and with the baboon who liked to stop and stare through the doorway before she shimmied up a tree to shake loose the tangerines.
My days were fully booked, from the moment I unlocked the office before dawn until the instant my head hit the pillow in the tent.
2 comments:
Love these posts, it's like taking a little journey myself.
I think I saw this lizard in your Bee office. Or maybe not.
Hi Maria,
I've been reading your posts and it is fantastic to think you're still in Botswana. As of late I have been having very fond, nostalgic feelings towards the country and my time spent there. I am glad i can live vicariously through you to get my Bot fill.
Right now I am living in Berkeley. I took a summer Art History class and am doing a couple of internships. The class is over, so I'm finding that I have quite a bit of excess time which, as of late, I have chosen to dawdle during.
My brother is getting married a month from today...it's hard to believe. On August 9th, my one and only brother will have completed the BAR exam and have a wife. I guess he's my one and only adult brother now.
I really love it up here, but I can't say I don't miss LA...I miss the more-often-than-not temperate weather, the slightly salty ocean air, my usual jogging path, and of course, the familiarity (alongside the constant influx of new discoveries) of it all. When I head back down there a few weeks after the wedding, I will miss Berkeley and the bay a lot, but will be glad to go back to school, Claremont, and home.
You pictures of the office remind me of the living situation the author of Place of Reeds had when she was teaching in Maun, except a hippo lived outside of her door.
One of the things I miss most about rural Botswana was doing nothing in particular all day, but never feeling bored or going to sleep feeling as if nothing had been accomplished. There were plenty of nights when I laid in bed disappointed, but never did I feel unaccomplished. It's a much more important feeling that disappointment.
It seems like all is well with you. Can't wait to read more.
xoxo
Genny
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