It's Zambian independence day, so of course we celebrated. The Zambians singing their national anthem gave me such goosebumps. And then a very good time was had by all:
Dancing nuns + HIV jokes + groundnuts + copious amounts of beer and dancing (all in the hospital canteen) = an excellent African party.
Much love and congratulations to One Zambia! One nation!
Also, my bus ticket back to Dar tomorrow lists my name as "Stansia Mzungu." If you know KiSwahili you know this means "Stansia the White Person." Love it.
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