I was late this morning. Kept snoozing. Luckily Jonathan was preoccupied with a client on the phone. He was wearing grey joggers. I tried not to look, I really did.
I was reminded of a lady I saw with nothing in her hands but her handbag on her head with the straps hanging down. Then yesterday I saw someone with a suitcase on her head and I’m not talking cabin size. I stifled a laugh.
Drove back to Antsirabe. It was a long drive. Not as many children waving and shouting ‘salama wazah’ today which I’m told means hello foreigner. Haha.
Went for pizza with Jonathan. I’m sure he doesn’t have to eat with me so that’s nice of him.
Should have more to talk about tomorrow.
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