Showing posts with label Lost in Translation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lost in Translation. Show all posts

Thursday, May 21, 2009

But You Know What They Don't Have in Namibian Parks?

Proper doors on the bathrooms! From our selectively published list of "strange places to go" I offer the following photo: Nice huh? The problem is I took this photo from an outhouse WITH THE DOOR SHUT. Outhouses with half the door missing = not a big problem. Outhouse with half the door missing and it is the bottom half = problem.

And, of course there was no seat cover and toilet paper would have been totally ridiculous. Little trick for you future travelers: when your household roll gets low, put it in a plastic bag and carry it with some hand sanitizer all the time! Someday soon I will be in a fast food restaurant in the United States of America and there will be a door and seat and toilet paper and maybe even soap and I will smile but be missing Africa a little.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Unless you're Boggie


Well, it really is an important part. The biggest really. Sure there is a random pencil eraser here and there and whatever they make hot dogs out of...

(Photo by Kristin at a Gaborone supermarket)

Which reminds me, I need to update our infamous list of unfortunate items our dog, Boggie, has eaten!

At last posting it was:
a jumbo box of cherry instant jello
a box of colored pencils
tissues (new)
tissues (used)
a box of crayons (his poo looked exceptionally beautiful - my neighbor at the time picked a dry sample up and said "Oh wow! What's this?" She stopped coming around so much after that.)
pens
an empty can of soda
a No Doze pill
several ant poison thingies - he's a wonder of nature really - Yes, I had the vet on speed dial
a full box of grits
the formerly sealed plastic container holding said grits
oatmeal
two dozen hot blueberry muffins.. at my mom's house
a box of thin mint cookies
cat food
processed cat food (yuck)
a pound of Chocolates... at my mother in law's house... which was at that time decorated with cream colored rugs and sofas.
Vaseline
baby oil - same unpleasant effect as the Vasline but smelled much nicer
and last but not least, whatever florescent colored candy he could find in my husband's seemingly locked field bag. That was some impressive vomit. Think pink, or orange, or yellow, or green foam.
The cat on the other hand has just eaten tinsel which my then roommate (HI SANDY!) pulled out of her butt.

So that was then. Today we add to the list... wait for it...

roughtly 130 chocolate flavored calcium chews with extra vitamin D
and their individual roughly 130 foil wrappers

And yet he lived! Threw up all night but he is still alive.