Villa 43

So this morning, it's the last day of luxury. Of a swimming pool within reach. Of a waiter bringing within 5 minutes our 'jus d'oranges', 's'il vous plait'. After breakfast, we're about to head for some food-shopping in the centre of Ouaga, and then off to our house, which is called Villa 43.

Not that it feels bad to leave behind the swimming pool and the western-style prepared meals. It's time to really unpack - everything this time - and get our lives organised. To start with the neighborhood, as we're still unaware of where the local market might be (didn't found time for that last weekend). And to end the day with a home prepared meal, a bottle of white wine, have dinner on the terrace, and relax.

Workwise, I'm expected to be available on tuesday for an introduction - and am really looking forward to this. Looking forward to meet the people I'll be working with for the next 2 years, and get a first glance, an eye of what the environment will be.

So, next week is all about introductions. The neighborhood, work, and last but not least: getting a motorbike so we can explore the city and surroundings. We'll also try to arrange the internet. Experiences from other volunteers made it clear that this process can take months. At least now we know to invent a postal code if we're asked for one, in order not to slow down the administration process.

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Cheers to ya all!