it seems i've only just arrived and met people when i've got to say goodbye. it's really bittersweet - the expat community here is mostly transient [there are some hardcore colonialists here with 20 year leases] so you make connections quickly and share so much but it is sad when someone is moving on. there is a common bond among people who choose to live outside the country where they are born [unlike refugees] so as a rule they have that which bonds them quickly.
there's a Scottish couple i've grown close with and we have a standing dinner at the El Rancho [you think it's mexican, right? it's not it's indian] every Friday. we always laugh and end the week with a reminder of what's important and why we are here along with any relevant gossip.
it's particularly hard to say goodbye to my Scottish friends but they had a really nice house close to my offices and i wanted it. so it's hard to say goodbye and i cry on the day i move in and they move out but i'm happy to finally be settled into a house that is comfortable. a real internet connection. a clothes washing machine - you take this for granted in the west but it is a life changing technology. a full size fridge. a quiet garden with a view of kilimanjaro. no roosters or dogs fighting in the middle of the night. i did inherit the three cats.... remember the momma that had kitties? the kittens are gone but the momma and two other cats that still hang out.