Shikamoo mama na baba!
If you don't want to google translate it it means "mother father, can I wash your feet?" (Don't expect us to do it when we get back!). Here, this is a typical greeting to our elders, and we learn't this yesterday in our Swahili lesson from our interpreter Yohannah.
Yesterday ended with our first sighting of the meteor shower, and although we didn't see any meteors, there was no light pollution to block the starlight, and the night sky was extraordinary.
As well as taking lessons in Swahili (today was numbers!) we also worked with the fundi to start laying bricks. The hard work was broken up by a break at half ten, when our cook Helena made us some fantastic chapattis.
As it's a Saturday, the kids weren't in school so Gendi was at its most peaceful.
Dylan was a very charismatic dictator today as our site foreman, whilst Bea did her duty as the site medic. Builder(s) of the day was Dylan (according to Dylan) and Ben and Sean (according to Ben and Sean).
Although Simon wouldn't sweep, and Sam was too noisy playing spoons, we had another wonderful day; and remember: "Have a brick, have a kit kat"