It’s been a few weeks since I’ve had cause to plan my future life of harmony and grass skirts living in a West African nation (NOTE: not "Western"), mainly due to holidays. But I am excited to learn that others have joined my cause and, though they may not be following my blog they do indeed tend to follow me to Namibia.
Remember folks: there are no cats in America (and the streets are lined with cheese), and there is no technology in Namibia.*
It’s been a wonderful time. A time in which computers are used for writing emails and blogs and stories and the calculator accessory – in short, all the things a computer should really be required to do. Not to play movies, hook up to said evil whiteboards, write reports. Now that is a very evil use of technology. I bet there are no reports in Namibia either, and if there are they will be short, as paper is a luxury few can afford.
No, scratch that. I need paper. Paper that is 100% recycled is 100% fantastic.
I often wonder if I will need Namibia to have at least some technology. It might be necessary to send the occasional email. If I get attacked by a lion, for example, and need the Red Cross to come and negotiate my release from the hyenas at the Elephant Grave Yard. But that’s all I want. And a few KB for Facebook too – it is THE way to keep in contact with your overseas friends, after all.
So, if Namibia is reading this, please build a telephone tower so that I hook up to Optus when I move there. I’m sure Optus will give me a cheap deal; if they give me free access, I will let them use my animals in their advertisements, for free.
* nb. The next person who sends me a link to some school with interactive whiteboards is only going to prove that they have no concept of being facetious, and should in all honesty move to America. Because neither do they. Please do not follow me to Namibia.
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