You have seen the picture of my view of the bay. My apartment is stunning and the art in it is museum quality. The sun shines every day and the only down thing is the wind. It is incredibly windy here. It has blown for two days and I can't open the sliding doors because it blows the artwork around. I am not complaining. I still love the sun everyday and the warmth. I have not forgotten that it is winter in the northern hemisphere and I am missing it. Talking to friends in London yesterday reminded me that I will leave here in a month and go back to much colder weather.
So in the mean time, I will tell you about my life here.
As you could see by the picture, we live up on a hill. It gives the best views to live high, but I walk a lot. Connie takes the car to work everyday and that leaves walking for me. To get anywhere, you first have to walk downhill to the main road. So that means at the end of the day you have to walk uphill. You would think it would get easier, but so far it hasn't.
One of the best things about living here is Francis. Francis is my housekeeper. I have never had a real housekeeper. I AM the housekeeper. This apartment is a duplex and Sandy lives next door. Francis comes and cleans for Sandy and does her washing, ironing, dishes, etc. So she would clean for me once a week. I said yes, okay. Then Francis asked could she clean two days and I said no, I didn't need that. So the next day she came to finish. Turns out she comes everyday. I have a housekeeper.
Francis is about 4 feet tall and 2 feet wide. She finally smiles when I make a joke. She has one child but she supports the 6 children of her sister who died from AIDS. She gets paid 150 rand per day, which is $15. I sent home some food with her the first couple of days. Stuff we bought when Sean and Jean were here that we wouldn't eat. She took it and told me the kids liked it. Now I buy extra to send with her, saying we don't it.
The best part is the ironing. You know we wear a lot of linen. I love linen and everyone always says how awful it is because you have to iron it and it wrinkles. I still love it. Now Francis does the ironing. I have always wanted someone to iron for me and I LOVE IT. She irons better than I do and I iron well.
So I have a housekeeper. How could I say no?
Another new thing: I saw my first pomegranate tree. I thought it was an apple tree and looked closely and saw pomegranates Connie says they grow in California too, If they were ripe I would have been tempted to steal one, but my soul is safe.
I love it here. I was a little nervous about living here and was looking more forward to London. Now I don't want to leave. I hate to go back to coats, rain and slogging around with wet feet.
There is more to love but that is enough for today.