Hotel Life

I mentioned last time that things will get more exciting soon. Well, I just wanted to document the lack of excitement so far. There are brief flurries of activity trying to get things done, but it has mostly been sitting around in the offices of bureaucrats waiting for various signatures and permission letters and other documents. For example, getting a driver's license is a multi-day ordeal that starts with having your license certified by the American Embassy (which can only happen Tuesday or Thursday afternoon). Then you have to have this certification certified by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs (yes, it is a scary as it sounds). That is all before the multi-step process at the DMV equivalent--a process that starts with you finding the window where the lady sells the blue construction paper folders that will become Your File. These types of things are broken up with meals at restaurants and LOTS of time in the hotel room. Witness:

Elsa passed out reading her kindle

Home school! Yes we homeschool. No, we are not going to start making our own clothes or voting for Santorum.

The view from our balcony. I know you can't see it but it is just a few trees and rusty tin roofs on the houses behind us. One of the roofs contains a very loud rooster. Who appears to be a little jet lagged--seems to think the sun rises at 3AM. Hopefully he got eaten today (its the Ethiopian New Year--a day of high mortality for domestic animals). 

Yes, the kids do leave the room. In fact, the mall down the road has some pretty cool video games--here Elsa is flying a jet that moves along with game. Sure beats Space Invaders.