Now don't get me wrong I love to play, and so does 3 year old Torden. But how far does one go to find an activities in an African Third World Capital City?
Last Friday, someone's Mommy, arranged that we meet at the local Supermarket as they have an indoor play area, and serve take-away City Market Chicken (CFC), just like a Mackie Dee meal. The Surpise Meal aka Happy Meal, has the most delicous crumbed chicken strips, but much to the children's disapointment has no "suprise" inside. Now how do you explain to 6 x 3/4 year old boys that they forgot to put one in. Or did they? Well in this place, nothing surprises me. It' s run by Lebanese, not that I have anything against them, they just don't have a good reputation in Kinshasa. On saying that, I do have a Lebanese friend, who is delightful, and whom I get on very well with.
This Friday, I arranged that all the kids and Mommies come to our house for a swim. We will probably end up having popcorn, as crisps are just too darn expensive, even on an expat salary. Some Mom will end up bringing along some Fizzers she managed to stuff into her suitcase on her last trip to SA. The kids will end up drinking Fanta in glass bottles, as buying cans and 2L plastic bottles are unheard of.
This way, the children get to have fun, we get to see each other regularly and everyone goes home exhausted after another Play Date!
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