In Gaborone Saturdays are just another day of the week. Some go to work others get up early and are seemingly just as productive as any other day of the week. A few different times we have been woken up at 7:30am with loud car music from our neighbor across the street who's out washing his car. When it was campaining season for elections pick up trucks overloaded with party advocates wearing colorful shirts and cheering for their party would drive past our street lead by loud male voice over a megaphone preaching the promises of the candidate in a language we could not understand. Today, however was different. The neighbor moved a few weeks ago and elections are long over.
This Saturday was for resting.
David woke up early to talk to his family over Skype. He got to talk to his parents who are 8 hours ahead and his brother 10 hours behind. "The world is smaller these days". I woke up and read some from a book, cooked cheesy eggs and toast and eventually got ready for the day. We joined some friends for iced coffee at a european deli in town to celebrate David's brother's success...he passed his check ride for his Certified Flight Instructor's rating (CFI). One year in the making. Afterwards we all went our separate ways to nap.
Later we came back together to make dinner and watch a movie. What a day.
Saturdays are for resting.
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