You know you’re in Africa when:
· You go to the kitchen and are surprised to see a large green insect on the kitchen counter. Standing next to the house helper you exclaim in surprise “Oh, what’s this…” She smilingly says, “Oh, that’s mine, I found it on the way here.” “Is it a snack I ask?” “Yes, for my children” she says as she grabs the live grasshopper by the legs and thrusts it under a small pink bowl.
· Every day you kill close to 25 spiders in your house, thousands of ants march on your patio and small flower bed, and at night hundreds of large flying termites swarm the lights, dropping their wings to leave a proliferate mess for the morning.
· Black and white crows wake you in the morning walking with their talons on the tin roof.
· You can stick just a clipping of a rose bush in the ground and it will grow.
· “Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls, all Your waves and breakers have swept over me” (Ps 41) means something to you, both figuratively and literally.
· Most of life happens in a 1 mile radius.
· Grocery shopping involves dodging bone fragments being hatched by the butcher on a cement block in an open air market.
· The personal daily gratitude for Western world resources (like available hot water, butter on toast, good books to read) intermingles with a stark realization of inequality as developing world poverty knocks daily on the door of your heart.
· You try to save the fat and grissle form meat to make homemade dog food but the house help keeps wanting it.
· Family is primarily together, not individually pursuing private interests.
· You smell something offensive and walk into the kitchen to find a shocking assortment of termite wings all of the floor and counters, with a house helper stirring a large pot of boiling termites.