Blogspot is taunting me/ stone tours guys

I don't know if anyone has gotten to see my recent pics from vic falls (or will be able to read this message) but when I log onto my blog lately I am missing the last three posts; they happen to be epic adventures that should not be missed too! I don't understand the internet so I may sacrifice a small animal to appease the internet Gods just in case.

In other news I just found out that those guys from Zimbabwe got their tour company website up and running. Because it is pretty slick (and I am still convinced that this is a very determined two-man operation) I want to give them a boost. So if you are going to Zimbabwe (please take me with you) check out this link:
http://www.stonetoursadventures.com/
and this unflattering picture of sarah after a 6 hour busride to the Zimbabwe border:


In yet other news I nearly dove across a desk today to do the world a favor and end the life of a petty bureaucrat. I have two exams scheduled at the same time and apparently one cannot just arrange to take the test early with a professor. Rather, at UB, one must report to the academic office by a certain date and make arrangements to take a different test in isolation under the watchful eye of yet another bureaucrat. I did not talk to them by a certain date so instead they yelled at me, told me that it was not their problem but mine, and that despite the fact I had already agreed to take the 2-hour test 2 hours early so that it would be impossible to share answers with other students I still had to take a separate test that the lecturer would have to submit for approval to the department. She then proceeded to keep lecturing me about not talking to her on time and told me to have the prof call her. I went to the prof's office and asked her to call he academic exam office (where she asked me the number and when I did not know then asked me to walk for 20 min back across campus to that office to ask for their number. At which point I looked at her, asked her if she had a directory, she said yes, and I looked up the number). When I gave her the woman's name and number she said, "Ugh! That woman is terrible! I don't want to talk to her. Forget it, take the test and we'll just slip it in with everyone else's afterwards." So many emotions ran through me at that moment after I had just spent 2 hours trying to sort out the mess that was solved by one woman bypassing the system on a whim. I settled on basic gratitude... you know, a little intra-departmental insubordination is all I ask of the world. The point is, don't EVER have a simple, legitimate problem involving the academic administration at UB. It won't be solved and you will spend hours in line in un-airconditioned hallways only to be yelled at by a woman who doesn't even put down the phone to do it. (no I am not resentful)

Finally, I just want to say I am still happy in Botswana; the offices do not detract from the sun, the people, and the awesome fact that I am in southern africa. So just avoid anyone behind a desk with a peeling nameplate and life will be sweet. Until later, peace out yo