Musafir

I thought that the word 'musafir' (actually not
sure of the spelling) would be the best title
for this blog entry.
Musafir is the Romanian word for visitor.
That's what you are looking at in the picture.
Really it is visitors and I am not sure that means
that it is musafiri, or like that, for the plural.
They are a group from the Adventist church who
arrived a few weeks ago to work constructing
some buildings (for a church) in a town about
160 km or 100 miles away.
They came to visit the other Romanian people
whom are living in the village.
In the picture they are talking to a German priest.
They also sang a few songs and for me, it was
kind of nostalgic as I have lived in Romania for
about two and a half years. It was like I was
there and I had to put an effort to try and
remember that we were in Namibia.
The group was surprised that I could speak
their language, seeing as I am from the USA.
It was just a good time.
The rumor is that some of the group will
maybe/kind of come here in the village next
Monday and spend at least a week helping
out to repair the Adventist church here.
What we have done is kind of planned (that is
because they are kind of coming) a San cultural
dance event. Hopefully there will be a few cooking
lessons thrown in. It will be good for the Romanians
and to me, even better for the San. Any exchange
for people that are living out in the bush like we are,
is a valuable experience. I am kind of looking
forward to it.
So we kind of planned for the group that is kind
of coming and we are kind of looking forward to
be there participating.
Welcome to life in the bush where everything seems
to kind of happen.
One would also think that it would be kind of
stressful to kind of go through a kind of day.
But the crazy part is that ... once you get used to it ...
that way kind of grows on you.