Saturday, February 20, 2010

British cooking?

I was considering taking cooking lessons, as I try to do wherever I travel too for an extensive period of time. But I am not sure I need a lesson on how to take any type of meat at all and cook the living hell out of it. They simply sear the meat until it could not possibly get up and walk off the table and they serve it with rice, fries or nshima. But if I wanted to learn how to cook the life out of meat I would watch 1960’s British cooking shows. Anyway, chicken seems to be my staple here. I have eaten so much chicken I am sprouting feathers.

I feel so fortunate. I am doing some amazing work here with solar panels and these hyper energy efficient computers. Eventually, these guys might not need the dirty energy sold from the desks of some of my dearest pals back in Geneva. Why these guys asked me of all people to install these solar panels is beyond me. I have no experience doing so, but nevertheless, I am installing them in schools around rural Zambia along side installing small 10-computer networks running Ubuntu (Linux). And how much Linux experience do I have, you might ask? Let’s just say not very much. But I love a challenge and LOVE leaning new things.