Today we ventured out to Kumbali Cultural Center for breakfast. It’s a hot spot with the expat crowd, as they have a market, decent food and live music. This was yet another one of those classic expat events where everyone seems to know each other. I’m pleased to report that I’m actually starting to know/recognize quite a few people! Amazing what a few weeks can do.
The downside of this outing was that the location was a massive dirt pit. Dust and sand as far as the eye can see. I tell you, it is IMPOSSIBLE to keep Nia clean. I swear we wash her feet 10 times a day.
Never before have I counted down the days until rainy season began, but man am I sick of looking at brown EVERYTHING. I’m sure when all this dirt turns to mud it’s going to be even more challenging to keep things clean, but at least then I’ll have the gorgeous greenery and flowers to distract me. Just imagine what our jungle-y yard will look like after the rains come! Who knows what’s out there waiting to bloom…
Never one to miss an opportunity in the spotlight, Nia managed to find her way onstage to play the bongos. While I’m pretty sure they only intended for her to stay up there for a few minutes, she managed to stretch it into a half hour.
It was hilarious to watch. They didn’t make any big deal about it, just got her a Coke crate and a drum and kept doing their music thing. Nia acted like it was the most natural thing for her to be up there. And don’t for a minute think she was softly tapping the bongos, because that is not Nia’s style. Surprisingly though, it didn’t seemed to detract from the melody.
I need to get this child enrolled in some performance art classes, no? I’m fairly certain the stage is her calling. Makes me wonder what other funny situations she’ll finagle her way into by the end of her tour. Never a dull moment with our future star. Â :)
