This is the first journal entry in a long time that I've made by candlelight. Interesting, as the candle was poorly made so it's giving me a veritable pyrotechnic display in its snapping and popping.
More interesting is that I don't have power, not because of some natural disaster, but because Nanosh's school didn't pay the bill for three months. So they came to cut the energy today. They say it'll be back tomorrow.
The radio quit yesterday. Got shaken up too much. Can still use the tape player, which is now a moot point without electricity. The water still works, but the ants are reveling in every moist spot available. And we don't have any security lights right now, but it's not a big deal because Nanosh has the only thing of value - the cell phone - in Maputo. And since the freezer needs power, it's useless and as the gas is practically gone, the stove is useless.
The good news: they started work on the potholes again (it's been over a month since they did anything) and my latest theory is that Mozambicans are actually smarter than Americans, trapped in a bankrupt system.
Peace
John
