The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Is it still insanity if you never get the same results doing the same thing over and over??
It is 9 AM and Team Africa is currently sitting around a table awaiting to find the results of our tests. The test is of our patience. Our flight going to Johannesburg was canceled for this morning so now we are on standby for another flight at 1 PM. If this does not happen we will "make a plan" as we have had to do every hour of this trip.
What is more surprising...that we are dealing with a canceled flight and no friends to speak of to help us or that all of us really aren't surprised at any of this considering everything that has happened? Where can we begin to describe what living here is like? As Americans we are finally losing our will to fight after being here a few weeks. This is a country of no rules and no accountability. Insanity and confusion is just part of living here. The other night at our lodge restaurant we were the first people to come to eat...the restaurant was completely void of patrons (and it is a very large restaurant). So the server asks us how many and then says, "let me see if I can find you a table." We giggled to ourselves but looked at each other bewildered as she took a stroll around the restaurant looking for an empty table. Several minutes later she came back and asked, "how is this?" pointing to the table we were standing next to. This is how every minute of every day is here. You truly feel like you are going crazy after a while.
After our experiences the simple things like using a restroom brings about a whole new list of dangers and concerns. Upon opening the door and hearing the ominous squeak as I slowly and cautiously open it, I can't help but feel like I am a part of a horror movie...you know something very bad is around the corner but you don't know how bad. You hear onlookers scream, "What are you doing??? Don't go in there!!" Around here you don't just ask for a key for the door, you ask for the key for the seat as well.
I would talk about the conclusion of this trip but none of us really know if we are actually at the conclusion or not. So for now we will just sit around and wait....after all, we're on Africa time!
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