This morning was a lot of fun!Again, as I said, Martin and I were in charge of France since it was setup like the Olympics.We were part of group B that started with Kicking Out Aids.We were just playing a bunch of fun singing games mostly like fruit salad, pineapple (which is a different game), Ram Sam Sam, ladder, Tungulu (an Afrikaans version of duck duck goose that is a lot more fun!), and octopus.I have a video of most of the kids doing these activities and I promise I will find some time to put them up soon!After about an hour and a half we went into the arena and switched with the other teams.Inside we were playing relays and basketball.I watched the beginning of the relays and then was recruited to help with the braai.I am a master bread butterer after buttering 9 loaves of bread.And I poured juice concentrate in about 250 cups.And I might have possibly burned my fingertips off while I was trying to take the meat off the braai.But it was all worth it. JThe kids had a lot of fun.After lunch they were shooting penalty shots to determine who played in the semi-final and the final.

Each team had kids from PAY, Score, and Special Olympics.We had Ama.At first, Ama wanted absolutely nothing to do with us sitting as far from our team as possible and when we would try to call him over or talk to him he pretended to take out his imaginary cell phone and start talking.After we started the games, however, he was very participatory and even started to have fun.Ama started calling me his Beyonce…I'm not quite sure why, but I could only leave him if I was going to do something for him, like make the lunches.He was very animated.

Hopson had to pick me up a little early because I had to be home before we left for Avrille's and that was the only time he could.I was upset that I had to leave early, but they were running behind schedule because the braai took so long to get ready.I'm not sure if my team made it into the semi-finals, but I know Great Britain won the tournament.

I came home and relaxed for about 30 minutes and then went to Avrille's going away party in West Windhoek.There were a lot of people there and most of them were hippies. LolThere were about 7 women that danced the night away in the living room, a bunch that stayed near the braai, some at a table outside, and they also had a huge metal barrel with a fire burning inside around the corner of their house.I was talking to a conservationist from France that was funded by the French government to work in Namibia with Pierre (Avrille's wife).She is thinking of coming to America or Canada soon to get more experience with our natural reservations.It seems like a lot of people here want to live in America or Canada for at least a year at some point in their lives. I also talked to Ele Motho, the singer from Wednesday night.He's a very intelligent, nice guy.He talked to me about all sorts of topics wanting to know my opinion on them for conversation sake as well as to hear an American opinion.He has traveled a lot with his band so he had a lot of very good insight about the differences between cultures and society.It was cool.

After about two hours, I was picked up by some friends to go out.We went to Zenzo, which is an outdoor club situated on top of a building, but surrounded by others.Aut you would have loved it.JThey had fires in metal barrels to keep everyone warm.It was Namibian rap artist night.At first it was plain awful, the artists were trying to sing along when they didn't know all the words; it was like bad karaoke.But eventually they had about 5 guys on stage for awhile, always no more than 3 of them on a stage at a time, but grouping differently for every song and they were amazing.Sam had me video all of one guys' performances so that I can learn the dances and teach them to her.(Aut, you have to let Sally know when I put the videos up!)After them, Harry, who works at PAY, was asked to perform so he went up and performed two songs, which were very good.The whole night was dedicated to Wambusein, a Namibian rapper that just came out with a new CD.Wambusein, means son of a Wambo, which is a Namibian tribe.Every guy that went on stage kept saying Wambusein and the crowd would shout 'Fera!' (meaning how are you?) and then they would shout Wambusein again and the crowd would reply 'est gna!'(meaning I'm good).This is part of Wambusein's newest single I later discovered. You'll have to remember to ask me to say this when I get home because it is in a tribal language where they speak a lot with tongue clicks.He performed at the end and I really liked his songs as well.Unfortunately, I was frozen by the time he performed; I could have enjoyed it a lot more if all of my limbs weren't so numb.I couldn't feel my feet at all, which I thought I had probably experienced before in my life, until then.It was the oddest sensation trying to walk when you can't feel your feet.Not even the tingling when you cut off the circulation to your feet.

Earlier this week, it had really warmed up, much more so than when we first got here, but I found out that Friday night was one of the coldest nights Namibia has had in years.It was 32 degrees Fahrenheit or colder.Last night, was even colder than that.But even with the cold it was a lot of fun!Love and miss you!

Love,

Shannon