Well, I am sitting in my room with the lights out, attempting a new technique, I will write at home and transfer my writings to you over the internet later. I want to wtire more, but do not always have the time to write at the internet café.


I have been wanting to wtire to you that I feel that what I have been wtinting is not always a good interpretation. There are many of the things we have at home here. Most people have power, some have water, people drive nice cars, the roads are for the most part paved, at least the main ones. Like home there are speed limits on the highways, and no one follows them. But there are too many duuferenced to make that point.

People are nicer here at first glance, and like normal you have to wait to see if they are really nice. But most are very nice and just want to help you. For instance, yesterday I was biking home and my tyre blew out. I stopped to ask a man who replaces tyres to help me, he said he couldn’t and then called me back to him and took my wheel off patched the hole in the tyre(the spell tyre like this here), and got me back on the raod, when I asked him how much I should pay him he said nothing, he just didn’t want me to be walking all the way home. I say good morning or evening to everyone I pass, and they love it, moreso if I am speaking a local lauguage, but either way really.

The fruit is nicer here too. You always by it from a nice woman at a nice stand, and the fruit is always displayed in a nice way, be it a pytiamic or on a nice metal stand. The tastes are so sweet, and the price so cheep, it so good. All is good.

I am doing well
PEACE alex