Sorry for the lack of news, emails, facebook etc. Loads of work and fun in the last 2 weeks. We are getting close to the end of year exams here and I have to write loads of exam papers. Last week end we were in Liwonde national park, enjoying the hippos (and the elephant that came to the camp at night!) and I spent sometime in zomba mountain in a research meeting of the Malawi-liverpool-welcome trust. I am trying to inmerse myself into the secrets of the malaria research but so far I am just floating in the surface. I think is going to take me a few months until I manage to do some research in the lab..
Continuing with the subject of my last blog, I am still strugling to get used to the fact that I am a rich white guy (or uzungu, as they call us here). It's really hard for me to believe that I am not an ordinary person anymore and I can get people around me doing all my washing and cleaning... But I am afraid I will have to accept it and get a housemaid... Just as my friend Yasmine said to me the other day: 'get over it, you are in africa'. Giving 30 euros a month to someone is better than giving them nothing, So you will hear my stories soon about me living the great life with my clothes washed and ironed and my house sparkling clean.
More things, we are getting ready for the lake of stars, the music festival at the lake next week end. I am coordinating the logistics of some of the south region volunteers going to the venue, you had to see my mobile phone ringing all the time... This is quite remarkable, I am using more my mobile phone here than I ever did in Europe. I am very popular because of my nice house in the city. So I have a few regulars that stop by and spend a few nights here, enjoying the hot shower (and the owen!) I have learn how to bake pizzas and my popularity in increasing more and more.. Honestly, I am thinking in stopping my career of scientist in the developing world and run a hostel...
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O estrella del rock, eso si que te iba a pegar a ti.
Que pasa muchacho, hacia unas semanas que no seguia tu blog. Ya veo que sigues bien y eso. He intentado llamarte a tu numero de movil ahi (impresionante cuando marcas la tecla en el skype y te sale "esta vd llamando a... malawi"), pero no me daba linea (seguro que con tu super popularidad estarias ocupado). Hay algun truco para llamarte desde el extranjero?
Jode, lo de la/el sirviente. No vas a echar tu de menos ni na esas pelusillas gigantes que se te formaban en el apartamento en Bruselas en un plis plas... y esos pantaloncillos tuyos rotos y con manchones por la lluvia de Belgica y Reino Unido. Y como, una camiseta Kukuxumuxu no es una camiseta si no esta arrugada, diselo, que no te la planche, que es un sacrilegio a la creatividad y el estilismo made in Pamplona!!
Un fuerte abrazo y a ver si hablamos pronto, ok? Ahora estoy en la vieja Irunna, pasando unos diicas con mis papis, acabo de terminar un proyecto en londres y el domingo de vuelta a Singapur. Todo bien por aqui/ahi. Aupa!
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