Something people wonder frequently it seems is about my security. Am I scared? Do I have a guard? Do I have a concrete wall surrounding my house with broken bottle glass lining the top?
Rarely. Yes. Not at all. Well that was fast! :)
But really, Zambia is a relatively safe, peaceful country. And because we live in the "bush", or basically out on a big farm, we are even further removed from the crime that may happen in a city atmosphere. And the city that we are near is a small town really, as opposed to a bigger city. So all in all, I'm in about the safest place possible if you live in Africa. I can't remember the last time I felt scared (safety-wise, anyway). I have no gate around my house, just a bunch of friendly neighbors on either side. I do have a night watchman, and I sleep so much better when he is here than when he isn't. He's off one night a week (and he hates when I tell anyone what night it is because he thinks it puts me at risk! :)
My night watchman is Patrick, and he's been working with me since 2007! He used to be the village policeman in his small village, so he was primed and ready for a job like this. He usually gets here about dark or a little bit after. He lives 17 kilometers away in a village called Kasibi, and he rides his bike in or walks every day. He usually heads home when the sun comes up. He is fiercely protective of me, my house, my car, and whatever baby is living here at the time!
|Patrick and Catherine|
|Patrick and Cathy reading a bed time story|
|Patrick ('s legs) and my brother Ben dissecting a mamba|
|8 foot cobra (and an awesome all brown get up for me!)|
|Patrick modeling with his tea tray, his bible, and his radio on the seat|
|Armed with his bug spray and catapult!|