The end of my love affair with living in Africa🤷🏾‍♀️🤨

Sitting on my balcony waiting for my apartment to air out

My love affair with Africa and its countries and history began in high school. Then in 2014 I got an opportunity to move to Ethiopia and work at ICSA. Although it wasn’t AISJ where I secretly dreamed of working, it was still a dream come true….moving to the Motherland💃🏾. I am now living in my third country and it has been a nice journey with many challenges at times. Many people are questioning why I have chosen to leave my current job in the midst of a pandemic and the truth is quite simple. I am exhausted by the constant problems with housing and a lack of comfort. Living here in Cote d’Ivoire has been an uphill battle with its constant electricity and water and internet outages. As I write this blog this weekend I have had issues with my water, electricity and the internet. My housing situation remains a source of frustration. 

Today I am grateful for the sage bundle my sister made for me before I left the US.  It literally saved my sanity today. The short story is that I was supposed to be on a flight yesterday but because of incompetence I did not get on that flight. Instead I spent the entire day yesterday on the phone rebooking my flight, hotel and arranging for a new covid test. You know how they say everything happens for a reason.  Well this mistake literally saved my apartment and my belongings.  Last night as I was getting ready for bed the stove started making this rumbling noise and when I went into the kitchen I smelled gas. I got online and looked up how to tell if the canister is leaking. You spray the area with soapy water and if there are bubbles it’s leaking. So I unplugged the stove, turned off the gas canister and put it outside on the back balcony, showered and went to bed. This morning I woke up and went downstairs to the security guy and asked him to take it away because the gas smell was still pretty strong on the balcony. The other guy returned later with the canister and said he fixed the nozzle, did some investigation and explained to me that the hose was not attached properly so that is why the stove is making that rumbling noise. It all made me wonder what would have happened if I had not realized about the gas leak because my apartment would be closed up for 3 weeks.😳

Because the smell of gas was so strong I opened all the windows and doors, got my sage bundle and saged the entire apartment. I then sat out on the front balcony and listened to my audio book for a couple of hours. This morning I filled out a housing support request, texted the GSO and left a message on his voice-mail all without any response. And now it’s 5 hours later and still no response. Unfortunately this happens way too often. If I wrote a blog every time I had unresolved housing issues I would be writing more often. We are on Christmas holiday and although some of us are still here there are no emergency measures in place if we have housing issues🤦🏾‍♀️.

I am leaving this country and the school in June because I want to live in a country where the electricity, water and internet is stable and reliable. I want to work for a school where housing issues are taken seriously. I want to live in a country where I can breathe better in my apartment where I don’t have to put peppermint oil on my nose in the middle of night because I am congested. I want to have good sleep again and I have been unable to find it here. I want to live in a country where the health care is better and more accessible. I am not saying that I would have these housing problems in all the other counties in Africa but I am no longer willing to take chances with my health and well being.

I truly believe that the universe will rise up and provide a job for me in the next couple of months and over the break I will focus on the things I am grateful for. As Luuvie Ajayi says let my helpers will find me and work their influence. Of course I will continue to come back to the continent to visit countries that are still on my bucket list but living in Africa again…Nah I’m good. But if I had gotten that job in South Africa, the title of this post would be different 😉 I look forward to my upcoming vacation of rest and rejuvenation. #BlackExpat #myexpatlife #lifeinAfrica #gratefulforsage #insearchofcomfort #constanthousingissuesisthepits #itwillgetbetter #letmyhelpersfindme

7 Comments Add yours

  1. Niesha Davis says:

    Understood. That’s how I felt after seven years of living in various parts of Asia. You’ve inspired me to write my own post…

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  2. Debra Greenwood says:

    I’m curious about the other country you lived in besides Ethiopia and Cote d’Ivoire.

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    1. Check out the places I’ve been page.

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  3. That’s crazy. The little things we take for granted. Best wishes on your future endeavours and happy holidays!

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    1. Thanks. Happy Holidays to you too

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  4. brathwaitecomcastnet says:

    So grateful to the Universe for providing protection. The next adventure will be amazing!

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