Ellen and I made the brave 80 kilometer journey
to the Mufumbwe Boma (the down town of Ellen's district). I went to the
hospital to inquire about volunteering or shadowing in an African hospital. The
chief nursing officer appeared to be very excited and said that he would contact
me by the end of the day. Ellen told me not to get my hopes up since it is
Zambia and people work at their own pace. It is 2000 and still no phone call. I
have found this to be the standard of practice in Zambia. Zambians will tell
you what they think you want to hear to make you happy not what they actually
want or what they will actually do. This results in miscommunications and
minimal progress.
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