My address is :
DAPP Nchelenge - Madavine Tom
c/o DHMT Box 740037
Nchelenge, Luapula Province
ZAMBIA

And my phone number
+260 976 846 167

Picture time!

Here are some pictures of wells that I visited during my first week of work in the field to run a baseline survey on the waterpoints in Chienge district which is located upper in the North of Zambia. Now that I have compiled all the data from the survey, I am working on analysing the results and will be writing a report that will be used to create a tool that will help us understand better the current situtation and foresee the challenges of implementing the Self Supply Programme in the region.

A map of Zambia... I am at the very far North near the border of Congo

Road in Chienge

Unprotected Spring box

A co-worker taking a sample of the water from the well

A hand-pump well

And here are a few pictures of my time with my Zambian family.

Taking the rice grains off the "tige" (don't know the word in English)

Uku-twa - Pounding rice grains to get the shells off

Ashley trying to grab a popo - fruit similar to papaya

Inpepo! Cold!

Under my blanket, I can't hold it for a longer time. I am trying to close my eyes, maybe I will fall asleep and forget about it. I am looking at my watch, 2am. I am pulling my blanket up to cover my nose. I am looking at my watch again, 2:06am. Four more hours. Will I be able to make it? I don't know but now there is a sound coming from the top of the wall. A repeated sound like something scratching the lid of a bucket. What is it? The room is so dark, I can't see a thing. I remember Ashley telling me about those mouse that like to visit the room sometimes. Maybe it is one of them? Good that I have a mosquito net. No one knew that this net was actually a two-in-one! "Protects you not only from mosquitoes but from mouse as well!" Haha, okay quite funny, but my watch is only telling me 2:09am. Sleep, sleep... Count the sheeps, 1, 2, 3... I can't. Okay, I am doing it. Slowly, my toes are coming from under the blankets, intimidated by the cold air. Soon, my whole body is out of the bed, freezing, and my hands are trying to reach for my headlamp. It feels like those very fresh morning when you are out camping. I am trying to go out of the house quietly but I am too impatient to be out. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I am running to the back where I can finally find.. the latrine! I am welcomed by a few cockroaches but they disappeared when they saw the light from my headlamp. I can now go back to sleep. In the warmth of my blanket. In a few hours, the sun will be out, but it will still be cold. Cold enough for me to be putting my big sweater. Who would have though that I would need it in Africa?

(Z-Unit, this is just a false alarm, no brown menace around yet.)