Out in Africa, part 2

January 11, 2009 Jordana

Things got a bit interesting on the Saturday before last (or eight days ago, or something … I never know when to say “last,” “next,” etc.) when Liam opened our day by vomiting soy milk all over the Husbandlet. Those of you who know me well are acquainted with my feelings toward vomit. However, he fell asleep immediately thereafter and woke up starving and grouchy.

Two days later, Ngaire woke us up with a calm announcement that she needed to throw up. She did, too, six times. Then she was starving and not terribly grouchy.

Two days after that, Ngaire woke us up AGAIN with an announcement of impending vomit. That day she was less starving and more lethargic. I told my mother-in-law that it was just as well we had no Internet access, or I’d be freaking myself out diagnosing her with rare diseases of which sporadic vomit is a symptom.

Fortunately, we have had no more vomit. On the other hand, Liam rolled off the top of a sofa this morning and twisted his leg (and those of you who know him well are not surprised at all that he was on top of the sofa), so we spent our first morning in Botswana in the ER rather than in church, Setswana or otherwise. The poor little fellow has a rather pathetic limp, but X-rays showed no fracture and there’s hardly any swelling, so the doctor (a Zulu from South Africa by way of Zimbabwe who is now living in Botswana, and whose last name contains a click) put it down to strained soft tissues. While the Husbandlet and my MIL and Liam and I sweltered in the ER waiting room (fully functional–medical care in Botswana is quite good and also cheap–but with few concessions to comfort beyond wooden benches), Ngaire helped my father-in-law watch Chicken Run and The Wizard of Oz, and was plied with trips to a playground and a swimming pool.

After leaving Johannesburg, we spent a fun and restorative five days at Golden Gate State Park in South Africa before traveling to Gaborone yesterday. At the park, we stayed in a former farmhouse


and took lots of hikes



and Ngaire got to ride a pony.


Here we are on top of a mountain after a fun hike that required scrambling up rocks holding onto a chain for the last little stretch. Ngaire did amazingly well.


We left yesterday, traveling for lots and lots of hours to Gaborone, during which time the Husbandlet drove us through a rainstorm. Since he also managed to drive us through a rainstorm on our way to Golden Gate, I have suggested that he not drive anymore, as drying out our luggage is becoming a bit trying. Incidentally, no one here has a clothes dryer. The weather is generally such that clothes dry on the line in no time. I’ve been enjoying the open windows and not having to turn lights on until late in the evening … perhaps it’s the crunchy-granola tree-hugging California girl in me coming out … or the girl who has been enduring crazy summertime humidity and being shut up in air-conditioned houses ever since I moved to the East Coast five years ago.

Apropos of nothing, Ngaire seems to be giving up on napping altogether, while Liam has not only adjusted to the new time zone, but has started waking up at 5:30 every morning, despite my attempts to schedule him for a 7 a.m. wake-up. I, on the other hand, 5:30 wake-up or no 5:30 wake-up, have only slept for any significant periods of time over the last two nights. I think it was a combination of jetlag, dealing with the kids’ jetlag and night wakings (Ngaire has been having lots of night terrors, and being ever primed for a little voice at the bedside saying, “I need to throw up.”

We’re heading off to Hukuntsi tomorrow, and the next day we’ll go to Ukhwi Village, where my in-laws live. We’ll be back in Gaborone sometime next week. And now the kids have returned from swimming with the Husbandlet and his dad, so I must give them a bath.


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4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Loren Eaton&hellip  | 

    I am very sympathetic with the kids’ vomiting, having spent much of the past week sprinting to the toilet. Tell them to feel better soon. And not to eat the nachos at BWI.

  • 2. Neb&hellip  | 

    EEK!! The vomiting!! The leg injury!! The lack of sleep!! But it sounds like lots of fun in between those things (at least I hope so!) I’ll keep praying things go smoothly and you really enjoy your time in Africa…

    Love, Neb
    PS I would love to see (more, bigger) pictures on Flikr when you get home!

  • 3. peter&hellip  | 

    Ditto on the pics!

  • 4. Valerie&hellip  | 

    Wow, what an adventure. Enough said.

    Love you guys,

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