They also apparently hang their toilet-paper the wrong way, as I discovered when I moved into my new apartment.
The toilet-bowls still seem to swirl the correct, American way, though.
My apartment is within a complex that is rented by the Botswana-UPenn partnership called "Pilane Court". It is a walled complex with an unnecessarily complex gate-locking mechanism that takes me about 5 minutes each morning and evening to open and close successfully. Based on the prolonged rattling (and occasional cursing) that I can hear from my window, I'm not the only one.
My room is a pretty no-frills affair, with two single beds and some particle-board night-stands. There is a nice balcony though, and there is a maid that cleans and does laundry every single day. I am definitely going to miss that.
This is the hospital where I am working, Princess Marina Hospital. Well, the sign anyway. The hospital itself is a sprawling complex of single floored straight hall-way "wards" that are connected by covered or uncovered walkways. It reminds me of a Southern California high school.
In the parking lot are reserved spots for the Head of each department. Please note that the Head of Orthopaedics drives a VW in Botswana.
It's difficult to tell by the angle of this phot but if you look closely you can see that, unsurprisingly, the Head of surgery drives a BMW. As it was and ever shall be. There are just some immutable laws of nature.
On my last day I might have to go write it in at the bottom with a sharpie. As I've always said, if you want to be envied but not respected, go into Dermatology.
Well, that's all for now. I will be starting my clinics soon so I'm sure will have lots more to talk about.
Signing off from Gabarone.
Another immutable law of nature: Ophthalmology will always be spelled wrong.
ReplyDelete(...but at least it made it onto the sign.)