So they've managed to lose one of my bags en route and the department took a week to give us our permit and the roadblocks continue to pile up, but it looks like we will actually be digging very soon. I am without hiking boots but an emergency pair will hopefully be arriving with one of our field school students.
The days are noisy with the sound of zemijeans (motorcycle taxis) and we navigate the market while children sing at us: "Yovo yovo bonsoir, ce va bien, merci!" "Yovo" being the word for foreigner and the rest of it being the extent of French one needs to know to deal with said yovos.
We're still a bit in the rainy season and afternoons usually mean intense rain showers followed by an invasion of huge termites (I first thought they were locusts) that descend on the house as soon as night falls. Apparently you can eat them and one of the other staff members told us how the children in Banda would sit there with a pot of boiling water, catching the termites and throwing them in, creating a sort of termite stew. The termites only live a few hours and then things are quiet again.
Once we break earth I'll hopefully have a bit more to report, so until then.
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