Food Baby

So these past couple of weeks have been great! It all started a couple of Thursdays ago. We had to be in Morogoro for IST (in-service training), but we decided to take it slow and easy. So Thursday, I took a 3 hour bus ride to Kathryn's site. That's when we kicked off our food-fest. My lovely Grandma sent me a package containing Velveeta and Rotel. So logically, we decided to make ourselves a mexican feast. We made queso, tortillas, beans, and kachumbari (mixture of tomatoes and onions). Overall, we ate 1/2 a pound of cheese. By the end, we felt incredibly disgusting, yet satisfied. Friday, we caught an early bus to Lindi. We only had to get out and walk twice when the bus got stuck so overall, a pretty great bus ride. In Lindi, we met up with Ghee and Will. We just hung out all day. For dinner, we all had a real hankering for fish. We went to about 4 different places and no one had fish. One of the last ones, or didn't even have fish on the menu, told us we could go buy a fish, bring it back, and they'd cook it up for us. DEAL! So we went to the fish market, bought one that looked good, and took it back to the restaurant. There, the dude whipped up a crazy good fish masala sort of dish. The next day, we bused up to Dar. We got lost trying to find out hotel, but eventually made it. After that little adventure, we went on the quest for the fabled delicious Indian food. We found it! Its called the Patel Brothers. Its basically a huge compound with a bouncy house, play set, and probably 100 tables set outside. It said "Members Only," but you can apparently pay 1,500 shilingi to get in. BEST INDIAN FOOD EVER! We got so full I thought I was going to explode. On Sunday morning, we walked around and did some shopping. All of our dreams were crushed though when we found out that Subway was closed on Sundays. YES, there is a Subway in Africa and I will be gettin' me a big ol' sub! We got into Morogoro around 2 and could not have been there sooner. By the time we arrived, Kathryn, Ghee, and I were all yelling at each other and every Tanzanian was staring at us. All's well now though. Basically the past 2 weeks have been training from 8 to 5:30. Really boring, but its like we have been in mini-America with all the crazy delicious food! So really its been 2 weeks straight of having a food baby, but who cares? I also got to see my host family. I went to visit my Mama in her duka, or shop, a few times and even ventured up to Kihonda to eat supper with them. When Glory answered the door, she started jumping up and down screaming. Sara, the house girl, had the same reception. It always feels good to be loved.