Yes, I officially started working for the government. Did the whole pledge thing, minus the bible, where I promised to act in the interests of the US government and the embassy here, and to protect it from things like foreign intelligence. So no talking about what my job is. Okay, that's mostly a joke, I'm the WAE Administrative Rover/Cleared Escort which means I do whatever is needed and work whenever needed, and still don't have access to any state secrets or anything. Still, the government, ugh, I'm pretty sure that working for any type of athority was something I vowed never to do as a kid. This means I'm no longer a child.
*Please note I am screaming in agony at admitting this.*
But other than having to admit that I'm supposed to be an adult by now my job is basically a secretary position with a different name.
Okay, now I'm going to move backwards to our vacation to Zanzibar in January. Besides getting to become a certified scuba diver we visited a spice plantation. My favorite part was seeing the cinnamon trees. Anyone who knows me well knows that cinnamon, mint, and vanilla are my favorite spices/flavors in that order. Now I am growing my own cinnamon trees here in Lusaka. I planted four seeds and only two have come up but two is definitely enough. Unfortunately all I have the time to do is check on my trees before bed, I haven't been to Chikumbuso or anywhere else we used to go like the Tuesday Market since I started work on January 15th. Growing-up is quite the dilemma.
