Home Again

The trip home went well...I slept very well on the plane from Bangui to Paris and then slept in the airport for 2 hours in Paris. I think that really helped me for the day yesterday because I didn't even get tired until 10 pm last night. Of course, I woke up at 6 am and I am slightly tired today but still overall the jet lag is really good.

The trip was really good....I have so much information and the guys were so receptive of me. On the last day, my Bangui accountant sat with me and we just chatted...no translator. So that means that we experimented with different words in Sango and English. I actually learned a few more phrases. Largely, I learned how to say I am excited to go home and see my friends and family....it was rather fun. Next time I go, I will need to think of a new question to learn other than how many children they have.

I must say that I am still amazed that they have so many children. It is cool that the families will adopt the children of siblings when they die. But when people have 6 - 10 children normallly and then they die and someone else has to adopt the 6 -10 children when they have 6 -10 children themselves...the compound factor causes rather sad situations. They don't have enough food to have more than one meal a day. Each African I talked to who had gone to America said the most annoying part of going to America was that all Americans have to eat when they get together. I talked to someone in the Paris airport and he was going to America. He said he has to try really hard to not gain too much weight because his family at home is not eating that much.

Anyway, I am home know...and enjoying friends and rest.