6 March, Friday. Nasi goreng, Sanghita cooking.
08.00 alarm.
08.30 balcony, again working on the travel album.
12.00 to see Kay at H.E. to go together to Mahendra Pool to buy my Gurtha for tomorrow. Picnicday. She tells me that it is NOT a good day to go to Mahendra Pool today: a student has been run over and killed in an accident, which triggered student demonstrations and riods in Mahendra Pool.
A flash of ‘burning’ Athens is enough to skip our initial plan.
Kay asked Gomaya which shop to go to in Lake Side and she accompanied us to a fabricshop just down the road. In about 15 minutes the material was chosen with the help of Kay and Gomaya, a tailor called in from the other side of the road to take my measurements and job done: tomorrow 12.00 my gurtha will be ready to collect (for 870 rupees, tailormade!).
School finishes at 14.00 today, so after a bite in a German bakery close to H.E. we are on our way to collect the kids.
Another get-together with Thak in his office, where together we check the donation made by Gurash (Renske) in August 2008 for a sponsorship of big Mamatha with her details given of the amount and the exact date of her bankdetails.
Thak asked me if I want to send an email to Renske and her parents on his behalf with his sincere apologies for his lack of communication and his explanation together with his gratitude and confirmation of date and amount received.
Again he tells me that he is going to transfer the home’s bankaccount to the Standard Bank, so in the future this is not going to happen again, but will he be able to respond as soon as any kind of donation is made by banktransfer.
He was ‘struggling’ with all his receipts spread out on his desk, a by Sudeep created excel sheet on his computerscreen. He looked so desperate. I almost wanted to say: Okay, leave me in the office for one hour and I will have your administration done, but not to embarrase him and with the knowledge that it will not actually help him with being a one time off, I left him after giving him the money for the shoppings for tomorrows picnic, the rest of the money for Rasillas cooking course (receipt will be send), the busfee for Rasilla (receipt received) and receiving a small present from Thak.
When we were at the cooking institute I had a conversation with the director, in which we talked about green tea. (He noticed that the milkcoffee served was not really my taste).
And there is Thak with a box of Green Tea for me!
How attentive and sweet. As said before, I am really happy about the change in our relation, the opportunity to get to know one another better, the better understanding and insight in his way of running his big family.
A little bit of time left for hugs, kisses, short talks with the kids and on my way to H.E. Time for cooking!
First shopping with Asta and then a lot of fun in the kitchen with the girls.
They take care of the chopping part, while I try to find Laos between the hundreds of little containers with spices. No, not there. Oh, well, then I will use something from the shelf that smells similar. A lot of spectators, looking, smelling, tasting. Finally it turned out to be a bit spicey, but okay.
Doreens last night, sitting outside in the garden by candlelight. It is a lovely warm evening.
Around 22.00 we went to the room. Doreen to have an early sleep, me to read a little bit and then also close my eyes.
Suba Rathri.
08.30 balcony, again working on the travel album.
12.00 to see Kay at H.E. to go together to Mahendra Pool to buy my Gurtha for tomorrow. Picnicday. She tells me that it is NOT a good day to go to Mahendra Pool today: a student has been run over and killed in an accident, which triggered student demonstrations and riods in Mahendra Pool.
A flash of ‘burning’ Athens is enough to skip our initial plan.
Kay asked Gomaya which shop to go to in Lake Side and she accompanied us to a fabricshop just down the road. In about 15 minutes the material was chosen with the help of Kay and Gomaya, a tailor called in from the other side of the road to take my measurements and job done: tomorrow 12.00 my gurtha will be ready to collect (for 870 rupees, tailormade!).
School finishes at 14.00 today, so after a bite in a German bakery close to H.E. we are on our way to collect the kids.
Another get-together with Thak in his office, where together we check the donation made by Gurash (Renske) in August 2008 for a sponsorship of big Mamatha with her details given of the amount and the exact date of her bankdetails.
Thak asked me if I want to send an email to Renske and her parents on his behalf with his sincere apologies for his lack of communication and his explanation together with his gratitude and confirmation of date and amount received.
Again he tells me that he is going to transfer the home’s bankaccount to the Standard Bank, so in the future this is not going to happen again, but will he be able to respond as soon as any kind of donation is made by banktransfer.
He was ‘struggling’ with all his receipts spread out on his desk, a by Sudeep created excel sheet on his computerscreen. He looked so desperate. I almost wanted to say: Okay, leave me in the office for one hour and I will have your administration done, but not to embarrase him and with the knowledge that it will not actually help him with being a one time off, I left him after giving him the money for the shoppings for tomorrows picnic, the rest of the money for Rasillas cooking course (receipt will be send), the busfee for Rasilla (receipt received) and receiving a small present from Thak.
When we were at the cooking institute I had a conversation with the director, in which we talked about green tea. (He noticed that the milkcoffee served was not really my taste).
And there is Thak with a box of Green Tea for me!
How attentive and sweet. As said before, I am really happy about the change in our relation, the opportunity to get to know one another better, the better understanding and insight in his way of running his big family.
A little bit of time left for hugs, kisses, short talks with the kids and on my way to H.E. Time for cooking!
First shopping with Asta and then a lot of fun in the kitchen with the girls.
They take care of the chopping part, while I try to find Laos between the hundreds of little containers with spices. No, not there. Oh, well, then I will use something from the shelf that smells similar. A lot of spectators, looking, smelling, tasting. Finally it turned out to be a bit spicey, but okay.Doreens last night, sitting outside in the garden by candlelight. It is a lovely warm evening.
Around 22.00 we went to the room. Doreen to have an early sleep, me to read a little bit and then also close my eyes.
Suba Rathri.
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