The month of March has flown by very quickly for me. I’ve spent what seems like an inordinate amount of time planning upcoming travel, booking flights, and searching for Airbnbs. Lily and I are going to Myanmar in April, Ben is going to Rwanda in April, all three of us are are going to Pointe Noire in May, and then we go to Denmark with friends in June, and then Lily and I will go on to the U.S. for July and August (with Ben joining in August) where we’ll visit friends and family in NYC, DC, Michigan, and Connecticut, followed by two weeks at the beach in Cape Cod. Somewhere in there, I’m going to take a solo vacation (for the first time ever). I feel like I’m processing my grief from my mother’s death through traveling. March was rather pleasant considering it’s the last month without travel until October (likely going on another girls’ trip in September, too…).
I started running again, and in a more organized and serious fashion. Every other day, I run on the corniche, along the Congo River, first thing in the morning after dropping Lily at school and Ben at work. The corniche is about 5km from one end to the other. My expat friends recently discovered that there is another 10km of corniche road that is nearly complete. It’s not yet open to cars, but runners and walkers are allowed on it. It’s a lovely stretch of road. The river narrows somewhat, so Kinshasa is much closer. The rapids begin, and the breezes pick up. It’s an excellent addition to the city’s attractions (which are not numerous).
Oddly, the weather pattern this spring has been unpredictable. I’ve learned how to say “climate change” in French, since it’s a common topic of conversation. The usual rainy March saw two entire weeks of no rain, not one drop! The sky was unusually blue, and it was incredibly hot (90-95 degrees). It started raining this week, but no drastic deluges like we were expecting.
In other news, we finally discovered what many other expats are already familiar with: Ets Guenin, a frozen food importer, located not far from the beach port in Mpila. Guenin has a massive freezer warehouse and supplies much of the city with frozen meats and seafood. Prices are good, and the selection is refreshing: turkeys, wild salmon, bacon (REAL BACON, not that Canadian stuff, no offense Canada), chicken breasts, whole chickens, steaks, ice cream, a dozens of other options. Why is this so exciting for us? These items are not available fresh (or available at all).