this was my home in harare, zimbabwe. unless you were in a very poor area, every house was protected by some kind of fence - usually barbed wire or broken pieces of glass ran along the top. we had a fence, barbed wire, 3 tier electrical wiring PLUS two security guards. houses in swaziland usually don't have the electric wiring.
I moved out of my homestay yesterday and it was actually a very hard thing to do. When I originally started this internship in Zimbabwe (which seems like ages ago), I was living in a house. When I came to Swaziland I was told I’d have to do a homestay. I wasn’t happy. The family turned out to be quite nice. The mother was very kind and I could tell we could have been friends – if there wasn’t the whole ‘hostmom/hostdaughter’ dynamic.
I had two main issues that lead to me wanting to move out 1) privacy 2) freedom. I didn’t have a lot of privacy in the house. My room was the family’s common room – everyone had something in the closet that they always seemed to need while I was in there. It may not seem like a big deal but for any of you who have lived and worked in a different country know, at the end of some days you really need a room to call your own.
I also didn’t feel like I had much freedom. I wasn’t given keys to the house so anytime I came home after the gate and doors where locked I’d have to call my hostmom and wake her up to let me in. Even if I did have the keys the guard dog would have attacked me.
I told ‘M’ on Sunday that I’d be leaving Tuesday. I hadn’t been there for 2 weeks so she wasn’t surprised. She said she wasn’t angry and that she understood but yesterday when I went to get my things she didn’t say much. I hope I didn’t burn any bridges. Sometimes you just gotta do what’s best for you, even if it does offend some else.
I’m now renting a bachelor apartment on a farm. 2 other friends rent rooms in the house. I have space and privacy and live in a gorgeous part of the country. Since August I’ve lived in 3 different homes and at least a dozen hotels. If I make it longer than 4 weeks it’ll be an African best!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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I'm here in Montreal with a roommate who is never home and I still want to live alone. Certain types of people crave it. It's because you are truely free to be yourself when there is no one else around.
I miss you. I've been thinking about you lately. It sounds like this apartment is going to do you wonders. I'd love an email, telling me about the nitty gritty. The stuff you don't want to post here. Hugs to you.
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