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We can only ever be visitors

Djibouti Jones recently mentioned her fear of becoming one of ‘those’ expats – the types who ‘struggle to communicate with people in the home culture because our tongues are tied and our minds so thoroughly exhausted after years of balancing cultures and world views.’ Every day I feel a bit […]

On not having friends

We don’t really have Tanzanian friends. There, I said it. One of the most common questions we get asked by our Australian friends is whether we are making friends here in Tanzania. The answer is ‘no’. We’ve been here for 15 months and we don’t feel like we have friends. […]

A birthday cake lament

Friday is Elliot’s first birthday and I’m feeling a bit sad. In my mind, a first birthday party has several components: presents (and wrapping paper!) family and godparents a cake, in the shape of a number 1, covered with Smarties or M&Ms. a candle to blow out Elliot’s first birthday […]