What is happening with kabwe town centre? It is turning in to a dump! Streets are nearly impassable where vending has taken over to the extent of leaving little more than enough space for a car to pass, on a two lane main city street. And garbage is being disposed of in the “back alleys” (service lanes), soon we won’t reach our shops, trucks going to off load are already failing to pass as there is not only garbage heaps but airtel and mtn boots everywhere, many just seemingly abandoned by these multimillion companies, not their problem it seems. In the middle of a pandemic, that can be slowed down by simply keeping enough distance to anyone around you, we are forced to jump around like fools over goods, garbage, and it is hardly possible to keep at arm length from others. Kabwe municipal council should be ashamed of themselves! Unfortunately this is not the first, and probably not tha last, time I write a similar post (click here for older post). A couple of years ago we had reached a low point in regards to street vending, dirt, lack of general order, and dignity to be frank. That time it took a cholera outbreak to get our leaders to do something. Now with a global pandemic spreading, that’s killing people daily, we see nothing from the political top. What will it take then for people to wake up? Being an election year I have no doubt we will see a clean up campaign in a few months time, but that will at best be temporary, we need long term solutions. Not political games played for personal gain.
It is exactly three weeks since my last run or any form of exercise. The days that followed I had a slight headache, nothing too bad I thought, though I dont often have persistent headaches. I kept thinking “I’ll be better tomorrow”, but my positive thoughts had no effect and by the following Monday I had a high fever, chills, sore joints and bones and other things I don’t need to mention, and I fainted as my blood pressure has a habit of dropping when I’m unwell. Seeing these symptoms I started a malaria course straight away. Usually you feel an improvement within the next 24-36 hours, however two days after I had completed the course I was still feeling miserable. By then I had passed at the hospital for a covid test, a rough experience to say the least. Two days later I got my results, negative (did the lab get my test mixed up?). I could by then see that it had turned and I was slowly feeling better, but before long it was my husband’s turn to go through almost the exact same chain of symptoms. It took me another week to fully get back, I slept hours and hours and still felt exhausted. (My husband is now in the exhausted stage).
So today’s workout was an achievement. I decided to start slow with a gentle 35 min yoga (Yoga with Adriene 30 day challenge on YouTube). I felt about as flexible as a fridge. Then to add a touch of cardio I skipped for just 30sec x 6, I felt like I was about to have an asthma attack! (And I don’t even have asthma). Lastly for a little strength I flipped my tyre 10 x 5 with 5 push ups in between each set. Incredible how much stamina you lose in a few weeks especially when the body has been busy fighting illness. Talk about being back on square one!
Yes, despite the current global conundrum we made it to Sweden for a much longed for winter trip. Christmas in Gotland with my parents and siblings plus the two new family members then new years in the north (Västerbotten) with my husband’s sisters and families. In Gotland we had lots of quality time and as the weather was rather wet we spent a lot of time in the house, the boys spent a lot of time in the garage/workshop making random things. As I already explained in the previous post it was a bit different on this trip. We hung out with the closest family, the people in our “bubble” and didn’t properly meet a lot of other friends. Gotland was very wet and the chances of snow were slim, however on Christmas day we had just enough for the kids to get excited, run outside mouths open and they even managed a small snowball fight and to roll up enough for a snowman that survived a couple of days. Christmas eve (which is the main day of celebration in Sweden) was spent in usual manner with lots of gifts, too much food and some afro beat (ok, that last one was me and my husbands contribution, it won’t hurt to switch up the traditions a little…!). Just in time for new years celebrations we made it up north to where two of my sister in laws live, the third sister had made a special trip just to see us. Our kids were now the little ones to be pampered, in Gotland they had two baby cousins to look after. Up north we had a proper winter experience, the kids got to try it all. Skiing round the house, ice skating in the park and going down the little hill side on a mat or whatever got you down. Unfortunately I got sick and had to be isolated until I could get a covid test done, thankfully it came out negative. But I missed an outing where the kids went ice fishing and just having fun in the snow, it was however -16 on this day… Despite or perhaps thanks to all the circumstances we felt that the holiday really became about having bonding time with our closest family. The kids got to know their new little cousins and hang around the big cousins and just have fun. I look forward to the next time we travel, hopefully things would have gone back to normal in some ways by then. Here are a few photos, if you want to see more go to my facebook album.
It is already a week and some days since we arrived in Gotland, Sweden. After a journey without hiccups (wasted so much energy being nervous!) we came to a rainy, chilly, and wet island. And dark. By 3pm. As expected, everything is affected by the covid pandemic, we knew there’d be restrictions, but these restrictions kept getting harder. We didn’t travel here to go to malls and day trips to indoor entertainment areas, we came to see family. But even that has changed. People didn’t pop over for coffee once they knew we’d arrived. They waited until we had shown no symptoms. We won’t have extended family over at Christmas. We don’t take the kids to the shops. And people don’t hug. Swedes hug, swedes are huggers rather than cheek kissers. And when you meat an old friend or relative you greet with a big warm hug. So when you meet and keep at a safe distance it feels like you didn’t actually meet, and I’ve come to realise that the hugs serve as an ice breaker as well. With no hug you just kind of stand and look at each other and the whole scenario just becomes stiff. We met a few family friends the other day when we went to look at a Lucia (who’s Lucia?) procession on horse back in town (a village really). Instead of hugging and asking each other about regular stuff in life we just kind of greeted and well, looked at each other. I never knew that such a brief embrace made all the difference. Sweden is much worse affected by covid compared to Zambia and it has really been an eye opener to see how things have had to change here. Once the vaccine is administered en masse I hope Swedes will go straight back to hugging! It’s just not the same without!
We have made the most of the drab weather and few entertainment options by taking the kids to the sea for little outings or just short walks in the area. Here are a few photos!