A response to our daughter

As far as how is life here for us it is good. There is real poverty here. The friars are sheltering us from it. We go practically nowhere without one of them or their employees. To be fare we must say that we would not know where to go or how to get there.  A dish very much like smooth grits is served twice a day. In general meals are part american and part Zambian. The greens they serve don't taste as good as the greens we are used to. The are tuff and sometimes slightly bitter. We can drive or be driven to town. Your mother uses this as a way of bonding with the women. We can get most things we need in town, not the brands we know but a generics. As we go to town with others we are learning that the chinese own most of the shops we visit. In Lusaka there are shopping malls as we know them. In Kitwe there are only markets with shops, some on board walks over sewage, others on dirt roads still others on paved streets with the usual shortage of parking.  It is good to have a variety of things to do. It allows me not to be concerned about future burn out. Nothing is routine yet