losing track of my days now, but attended a teachers day at Lolitas school,
very enjoyable all those gwapa teachers
later in the week a teachers concert, followed by another day a school christmas party,
but more on that later,
had many trips into town shopping with and without Lolita, many smiles and people looking in one store an assistant asked if i was married, a cafe we went in one of the days, Lolita finished eating, then she went to the comfort room, the second she went in, i was hassled by a female waitress wanting me to dance, i thought right yeah sure, anyway it continued until Lolita came back out, i said right lets get out of here quick she thinks the woman was probably a prostitute, well i dont know but certainly seemed dodgy to me

food my stomach didnt like the local food so much, dont get me wrong i ate plenty of it, i had a bad stomach all of the time i was there,partly i guess a side effect of the malaria tabs, oh for a decent pot of tea, actually i found liptons tea, but the so called fresh milk was terrible,and couldnt find a decent loaf of bread that i liked, during the third week i found quite a lot of imported food, like heinz tomato sauce, hp brown sauce, sliced ham, chocolate and lots of other items, so i know now i can survive