Amazing how the human animal gets used to just about anything and is limitlessly adjustable.
I have now spent nearly a week here and am starting to get into a routine. One needs a lot more time to get going what with the water and electricity situation. As I am writing this my Microwave is working on cooking some rice and lentils (a girl needs her carbs and protein),(dropped the same last night on the tile floor when trying to add water-result no food and extra work, ha, ha), never mind her vitamins, who's source is yet unknown.
Thankfully I took some pills along to combat anything resembling scurvy.Omigod-I'd give something really important for a punnet of Raspberries! Going to take lots of dried fruit from SA back next time.
I do need to shop more seriously this coming Saturday!
Everything takes so much extra effort-you wash your fruit and vegetables in Miltons fluid and let sit for 15 minutes before even attempting to cut the stuff, wash hands in Dettol solution frequently while busy with prepping and getting ready to eat, but then there's nothing much else to do at night.
Coming back to my first Saturday- of course we head out for the only recognisable supermarket for us 'fresh fish' (expats not having lived here for more than 3 months)
Shoprite, at The Palms Mall. Not much different from SA malls, but everything here is imported-ergo extremely expensive. A bootle of wine sets you back about N 900 (R 45) on average and no 'Dors Wyn' around.
So, I've taken to gin for my evening tipple. Around R 45 for a litre, much better value considering that I can easily finish a bottle of wine, 750 cc's in 3 glasses in an hour (no, not every night!). In total I spent R 1000 for some basic items,which included all the disinfecting stuff one needs here.
And I feel I don't have anything in the fridge.
Any dairy product are expensive-cheese, milk, yoghurt-as there is hardly any cattle around-mostly because of Tsetse Fly.
Saturday afternoon, I tried to find a place for all my things and relaxed in the evening with DsTV. Complete bouquet with frequent powercuts. There is just no way you can watch a complete movie here.Ever.
That's okay. As long as the AC is working-you just have no idea how Sauna-esque my apartment is when I get home.
Company policy is not to turn the gens on before frigging 6 pm, so if I do get home earlier, I sit and sweat lodge.
Having powercut as I write, so will continue tomorrow.
One last thing- am beginning to venture out.
Lagos Yacht Club reminiscient of Durban Yacht Club in the 80s, pleasant and nice respite for after work chilling from the chaos.
Had my first Nigerian meal at 'Sweet Sensation' eatery next door to office and survived, so far.
Jesus Henry Christ. I reckon the boer settlers had it cushier than this.
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