Joburg Expat: April 2010

April 23, 2010

Moving in

March 5, 2010:

Well. As it is, it is raining and gray, even though we are now in South Africa. We are in our new house for the first full day, watching our beautiful pool from the inside because of the thunderstorm. Apparently, they have been quite frequent this year. It is definitely warmer than Kansas, but it is also summer here. The end of summer, to be precise. Three more months to the World Cup.

The last two days have been very busy. We had an uneventful flight, with Zax vowing flying in business class was so beautiful that he couldn’t possibly ever go back to the drudgery of coach, and Felix, for the first time in ages, NOT throwing up (thanks to new Drammamine non-drowsy formula but which he also attributes to the virtues of business class), but instead sleeping pretty much throughout the entire flight, including the crew change and cleaning in Dakar. We were picked up at the airport by G, Noisette’ driver, who speaks his native Zulu, some other African language the name of which I’ve forgotten, English, and Afrikaans. According to Noisette he is also a scratch golfer who has caddied for some big-name golf players. He delivered us (a convoy of three cars to carry the six of us and our 10 pieces of luggage) safely to our new home in Dainfern Valley. Unfortunately, Impatience forgot her backpack in the trunk, so that she didn’t have her favorite bear Bibi that night. It being the very first night in a scary new country and an even scarier sounding school looming in the morning, after 2 days of travel and a huge fight with her brother over bedroom assignments, this was decidedly not a good thing.

By the way, we live in a neighborhood called Dainfern Valley, somewhere in the North of Johannesburg.

Getting Joburg Expat kicked off

Yippee! After 5 weeks in Africa, I now have an internet connection, a car, and a cell phone. The blogging can now begin! I will backdate my first few entries to cover the time lag.

March 3, 2010:

Our South African adventure begins. We are waiting for our departure from Washington Dulles airport. The day is gray and the promise of better weather great.

Our family - or parts thereof - has lived in Germany, Singapore, and the United States, so Africa is our fourth continent. While we're waiting, let me introduce us, since you'll invariably encounter everyone on this blog:

1) my dear husband, whom I will call Noisette, for his passion for the Milka chocolate bar of that name; 2) myself; 3) our oldest and newly teenage son Zax, who doesn’t like to budge, just like in “The Prairie of Prax” by Dr. Seuss; 4) his younger brother Felix, who is almost always happy; 5) our third child and first girl, Impatience, who can never wait for anything; and 6) the youngest, 7-year old Sunshine, whose smile brightens most anyone’s day.

I will also try putting into words what Joburg Expat is going to be about. Officially, it will contain "valuable information and entertaining stories about the life of an American expat in Johannesburg, South Africa; includes info on South African schools, travel, language, government, sports, and life in general" but I admit that this is more a search engine teaser than something I'd actually write. I think Joburg Expat will primarily be a diary about our time here, with an attempt to be useful to others as well.