Now that we've seen off the last of our visitors, we're in Chipata looking for a house to move into at the end of the month.
In America, this would be a straightforward process of visiting a rental agent and setting up appointments. We could probably sign a lease by dinnertime. Here, house hunting requires talking to everybody we meet (mostly Indian shop owners) and asking if they know of anyplace, and if that place is in an area of town that PC will approve but small enough that we can afford it. Honestly, it's maddening, and thank god for Trevor because I'm coming down with a cold and this just makes me even more exhausted.
I imagine this is how American job hunters are feeling right now.