I'm Going (Going) Back (Back) to the Village (Village)...

This past weekend I accompanied Lizzy to Thulamahashe (yes, that is spelled correctly) a city/village somewhere in South Africa. I keep trying to Google it and it's not really working out for me. All I know is I selectively listened when Lizzy told me where it was and 7 hours/4 minibuses and taxis later, I was in a different provence. 

Lizzy is returning to the Mother Land of the USA in about 2 weeks  so a trip to Thulamahashe to visit her friend Tembi was part of the farewell tour. Since I consider myself an honorary village girl (Namibiz 2013) I was more than happy to tag along. I talk a big game about village livin' and taking the loud, crowded, smelly mini taxes because that was my life for a while, but I've been a princess since landing in Polokwane and it was time to get back to my roots. 

Tembi is a beautiful, sassy, articulate young lady who now works for the Peace Corps in Pretoria,. Getting her take, as a native South African, on that type of governmental volunteer program was really cool. We crashed also with her 2 younger sisters (one Grade 11, and one home from the University of Limpopo on school holiday) and her 2 little sons (ADORABLE).

Unfortunately I woke up on Saturday, after 12 hours of sleep, feeling like a wet pile of garage that had been rolling around in a cement mixer. I was neither the prettiest, the most sociable, nor the most conscious girl of the weekend. I think I won the awards though for Mucus Momma 2016 and Grossest Girl in Thulamahashe though.

Anyways, it's 5 days later and I just now am beginning to resemble the person I once was. Just in time to snag Jamie in Jo'burg (who flies in tomorrow!) to begin an epic 3 week Polokwane/Jo'burg/NAMIBIA adventure with special appearances by 3 of my fellow gorgeous WorldTeach volunteers and MOMMA AND POPPA JAM themselves. There will be lots of shouting. There will be too much eating.

I have to drive to Pretoria now and there have been riots, fires, and political protests there the last 24 hours soOoOoOooooO I'm really just hoping nothing else gets added to my already too long rental car damage bill.

Here's a video of the village, yo

What Your Teacher Thinks as They Invigilate Exams (Spoiler: It’s Mostly About Farts)

…I wonder if it’s more boring to take this exam or stare at kids as they take this exam…Why does it take so long for kids to sit in their seats and close their mouths?...oh wait, cause there are 50 of them...they are many, I am few…Pffff, it’s not my time they’re wasting….I’ll wait…It’s really cold in here…I wonder if these kids are going to cheat…My thoracic spine hurts…It’s probably my unsupportive shoes….dad wouldn’t be happy about them…but I do look pretty snazzy today….but also kind of like Justin Bieber…I definitely think Bieber would wear this outfit…Is that kid cheating…why is he playing with his hat?...Do you think the kids could smell it if I farted?...Could I pass this exam?...After this it’s lunch…Whoops, definitely farted…maybe if I move around the room they won’t know it’s me…is my angry face on?...this exam is hard, I think I might fail it…why the hell is it so wet over here?...do I need to yell at someone about this?...yah, this fart is pretty smelly…this is taking a long time….what am I drinking tonight?...Ok now THAT kid totally just farted…don’t laugh, don’t laugh…talk over the laughter about something important… YAH NAILED IT, GREATJOB...this is the longest exam ever…Tebogo is totally cheating, I’m going to write something on his paper…when does the liquor store close?…what am I doing at the gym today?... dude, I’m so gassy, what the hell?...is it too late now to say sorry?...he say me have to work, work, work, work, work, he see me do me dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt…that answer's wrong…so do I let McCheater pants finish the exam or make a big scene out of this?...my armpits are sweaty, but my hands are cold…FRIDAY FRIDAY FRIDAY…ok crap, that fart actually made a lot of noise...pretend  to cough!...this is the slowest 15 minutes of my life…is it unethical to take 30 minutes off of their time to write the exam because I’m bored...Dumbledore would say "yes"…ok fine…I think I’d prefer to take this exam right about now…farts…

Weird Shit People Say to Me....

Do you punch a guy every week? Is it like your agenda?

Tell me, what's up? Something's going on. You usually walk around about 80% confident, but today you are 100%. What’s happening?

I thought you were a millionaire because you’re renting a car.

I’m afraid of you and you don’t even wrestle…