Wow, last Saturday (one week ago!) was such a nice day! So
nice, in fact, that I just want to tell you all about it.
First, there was the problem with the oven. Karen and I have
had an electric oven since we moved into our new place in April. But
electricity at our place is inconsistent, to say the best. Basically, having an
electric oven is the same as not having an oven. So we requested from our
bosses, and received approval, to buy a gas-powered oven (with a gas tank that
sits next to the oven, not gas that is piped in to the house). On Wednesday we
went down to the appliance store (which we didn’t know about because it had
reflective glass on its windows and you couldn’t see inside—I always figured it
was a front for some shady entity, showing people “hey, we’re rich and have
this nice building, but you cannot see inside because we don’t want you to know
what we’re doing”). Anyway, turns out they sell appliances! We talked with them
for a while asking about the different stove/oven combos they had, and were
adamant that we wanted it to have a gas oven, but with electricity on 2 of the
4 burners on top. After we chose the oven we wanted, we requested them to show
us how to connect the gas to the oven. They said they would send a technician
to do it that day, and got a phone number for us.
Well, Friday rolled around and they still hadn’t sent
anybody. So Yosefu, our handy and skilled domestic worker, connected the gas
tank to the oven while we were at the office. Come to find out that the oven
was electric! Yosefu tried to tell me, but I didn’t understand on the phone, so
we didn’t realize this until we got home from work, about 30 minutes before we
were about to host some Congolese friends from church for dinner—lasagna.
Which, if you don’t know, is something that you have to bake, so you need an
oven. And, if you don’t know, having an electric oven at my place means there
is no oven at my place. We made due my just “scrambling” everything on the
stove-top. So it was basically the same as spaghetti, but it was edible, and
that’s what counts!
All of this is the backstory for my first success on
Saturday. I went down to the appliance store, along with Safari (our MCC
driver/car expert guy) and the oven. They were like “oh yeah, it’s hard to find
ovens that are gas if they use electricity on top”. Karen and I expected this
response, so we told them we just wanted a stove/oven that is entirely gas.
They had such a stove, and it was $40 less than the thing we had already
bought. They told me, however, that I couldn’t get a refund on it because the
money was already in the store’s safe. I also expected difficulty getting the
refund, so I just waited around, and reasoned with him, and after about 10
minutes I got the $40 and a new stove/oven that is completely gas powered. Upon
further examination, it’s a higher quality stove than the other one we bought
(with better quality components and features, including an automatic lighter
for the stove-top!). Go figure.
Oh yeah, all of this happened in French. So a serious
victory to start the day!
We then had delicious cheeseburgers at a small local café
(I’m not a big cheeseburger fan in the states, but these are artisan burgers,
with herbs and stuff in the patties, and this sauce that reminds me of
In-N-Out’s… they’re better than 99% of all the burgers I’ve ever eaten in my
life). This was even more pleasant because we were catching up with Ben, a
British expat worker for Tearfund, a Christian relief and development
organization working in DRC. Ben is a pleasure, and it had been several months
since I’d seen him, and the café has a great view, so it was just wonderful.
I then took a nap!
While getting up from the nap there was serious, dark,
menacing thunder for a minute or so. This is normally cool, except when I’m
getting ready to play ultimate, and it might scare everyone away from playing!
It rained for 5 minutes, but then there was clear sky, so we
left filled with irrational hope that we’d be able to play. We’ve been playing
on the other side of the city lately, and typically meet some people close to
us to give them a ride over there. Last week there were 7 people who rode with
us. This week: 0. Not a good sign.
Since some people meet us directly at the field, we drove
over there anyway. Karen brought a book because she’s a “realist”.
But on the way one of the other players caught up with us on
a moto-taxi, and we pulled over and he got in with us. When we got to the field
we found two other guys, and, in the end, we played 5 on 5! The field was
slippery from the short sprinkle, but it didn’t rain again until we’d been
playing for an hour and a half, at which point we needed to quit anyway.
Woohoo!!
We then rushed home, cleaned off, and then went to dinner
with … les francophones! (A young French couple who are new in Bukavu). We
spent 2 or so hours with them, all in French, and they were so nice and it was
so pleasant. Wife is a business owner and will be advising on some church-owned
businesses while here, husband is a surgeon (a orthopedic knee surgeon (!), but
Karen says I shouldn’t try to get him to give me a new knee here in DRC). They
have 3 kids, and are practicing Catholics down here for the next 2 years. We
feel excited about them as friends!
And then I found ten dollars!
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That was Saturday. It was great. Perhaps a bit more social
time than some of us would have liked, but a very good amount for others of us.
;-) And Frisbee, and tasty food, and new and old friends, and encouragement
with our French!
Here’s some pictures:
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This is a video of our back porch. Pretty right?
I’m also playing a ndjembe that I bought from our temporary boss. He got it in
Senegal, brought it to Rwanda, where I played it, fell in love with it, and
then shamelessly asked him to sell it to me. It’s a wonderful instrument and I
played it at the church retreat and will probably do so again at church this
Sunday. Eastern DRC, unfortunately, does not have drums like this. I believe
there used to be, but in the city people just play really poorly made Chinese
drum sets.
2-
Our new stove!! Note the button on the right
side -- the automatic lighter!
3-
This is our new grill. It’s an old wheel-well
that was re-purposed into a grill. Pretty cool. With this, and the Montreal
Steak seasoning sent us in Belgium (thanks mom!), we’ll be eating hobo-dinners
soon!
BONUS blog material (!!!) : Short comedic interchange from
lunch today (Thursday, Sept 22, 2016):
Lunch companion: What’s your middle name? Do you have one?
Me: Yeah, but you gotta guess. I’ll give you a hint: it’s in
the Bible.
Lunch companion: Is it “God”?
Woah! That's what I call an upgrade! I bet you can make, like, fondue and shit on that thing! :)
ReplyDeleteBaked Alaska! Or at least Baked Bukavu. :)
ReplyDeleteThat does sound like a fine Saturday! Congrats on dealing with the stove store so successfully! Sounds as if you are learning to navigate the culture like a pro. :)
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