Well, I am here. Finally situated in Wiamoase. I cannot even begin to describe the scene. Yesterday was my first day in the secondary school (high school here), and I now know what it feels like to be famous for a day (maybe a few more). There are a thousand eyes staring at me at all times. Clapping. Shouting. Waving. People turn on the fans when I walk into the room. It is crazy! I am nobody, but here? I don't know. Myra is having a really hard time with the attention, but then she just sees some color harmony and her eyes light up like Christmas trees. Gypee is also pretty quite, still totally perplexed that she cannot describe the market.
On my way home from school I was stopped by three primary school children. The boy approached me first, asked me for my autograph, and then all three grabbed my hand and kissed it. I think I have a very vague sense of what the black man in the tabernacle choir feels like now.
Oh, and I have had two proposals so far. The general sequence of questions seems to be "How are you, what is your name, where are you from" and "are you married?"