As we pack we are running out for quick trips to the market. Caleb and I had to get a transformer for the sewing machine which has now immigrated to Tanzania. It decided that Helena in the Maasi market can use the machine at home (see previous entries for pictures of Helena). It is a 110 VAC machine and the power is 220 VAC here. They do have transformers so we went from shop to shop, asked some foreigners, and looked as lost as we could. Everyone said there would be no such thing here. Wrong! Finally, there in a little shop near the green market he had a bunch of them on the shelf. They knew what we were talking about and even though it cost an arm and a leg it was what we needed. We took it up to Helena's shop and left it with her next door shopkeeper, Adam. I am sure that the machine will be put to great use here and can not wait to see what she makes with this speed thing.
On the quest (note spelling, phone company!) to find the transformer we also stopped by for some last minute things like napkins and eggs. Passing the green market there were the piles of pineapple from today's delivery. Saturday, Duma (our personal pineapple vendor) shook his head and said "not good". He is very happy now with this pile in front of his shop.
Caleb and I took down the ham radio antenna. Such a shame but it is time to move on. I will have to put it back up at Fish Lake and I don't think I will be able to do that in my shorts. Here is the view from the top of our apartment.
Again it will be tough to leave this place.
Robert stopped by and left us with these nice little woven dishes. He is a very ambitious young man and is working with the city of Iringa to get their offices on the Internet and using the services that coordinate city services.
Packing continues unabated (whatever that means?) Duct tape is holding together an old suitcase we got from Bega Kwa Bega and we are bringing one of the Harris suitcases home. All are full of stuff. I am sure the plane will fly with a little list if my suitcase is off to one side.
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