Zamni Mwen

I have been really picture happy then last few days, there are things and people I want to remember. 

Like this guy, I do not know his name, but he drives this giant truck up and down our hill more times in a day than I do. And whenever he sees us he waves like his life depends on it. 

The first time I saw him outside while we were on a walkabout (I think we had been here about a month) he grabbed my face, kissed my cheeks and said 'Zamni Mwen" (my friend).

I will his smiling face and his frantic wave.