South Africa report # 9

This is very sad day in the history of my Africa experience. On the picture you can see my last teabag. I ran out of my tea. Yes I do travel with my tea, so what. Local people tell a joke about me here. What do you call man who travels with his own tea? – Teapot! And then they all laugh like they missed it first 10 times somebody said that. I am not getting depressed yet. In the town 2 hours drive from my village there is a store and rumor has it that they have my tee there. If it is true Africa will become livable once again. But for now I have to exist with things that locals call tea, but in truth it is a teabag with mud in it.
When I was leaving Canada, my best buddy told me, “Foreign guy, I know that your are a cheap man, probably because of your Scottish blood, here take some money and once you in Africa buy something for your self.” This is what I am going to spend your money for, my friend.