The place that I stay at in Bangui has an Army training compound across the street. So, every morning I get to hear the African's chanting and marching. It definitely has a different feel than an American Army march. It feels much more rythmical. Something in the voices almost sounds like a song. It may simply be because I can not understand what they are saying but all the same it is interesting to hear them marching by every morning.
Every once in a while it gets very loud over there. It is slightly nerve wracking as you imagine a heated fight flaring up with men with guns. It is probably nothing but without the comprehension of what they are saying or even if it is an arguement I am left to my imagination.
I was actually able to get to the highest point in the place I am staying and look into their compound. I found that they were playing volleyball today. I really did not expect them to be playing volleyball.
I also find that here everyone has cell phones and I have been asked to purchase people MP3 players and bring them back. It is weird to me that they don't have electricity in their homes but they have mp3 players and cell phones. Funny how they tend to just skip over the development stages that I thought they would have to go through.
Tomorrow I leave for the states. It is a long day. I take my luggage to the airport at 7 am and then wait around back at our house until it is time to leave. The plane leaves at 11 pm. So, I get to back tonight. It will be nice to be home but I will miss not having a warm pool to swim in.
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