The calendar turns another leaf and it’s August. Today, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. We found a Swharma stand (made by Lebanese...Lebanese make mean schwarmas) at a 10 minute walk from the apartment, and they’re actually ‘real’ schwarmas, not the poor excuse for Schwarmas that we get in Canada. Madeleine and I have been going out everyday and exploring different streets of our neighbourhood. Still not ‘blending in’, but I guess we never will. Things are quiet during the day, but seem to pick up at night with general revelry in the street. Haven’t quite figured out what everyone is celebrating. Asked Kaba, our building manager, and he says ‘C’est come ca’...that’s the way it is. Good answer.
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