Fallout Africa

Okay, just an update on my life first. I finally got my camera back from Arusha and it didn't cost me anything, but that's because they didn't fix it. For some odd reason they couldn't do the simple repair that I was able to find on Google. I came to the shop and the man tells me, "There's something wrong with the lens." I thought to myself, "Yeah I know, that's why I brought it here." Then he just handed the camera back to me. I've now decided that, unless there is an extremely simple way for me to get my camera fixed, I'm just going to wait until I go to Europe to get it fixed and just ride off of everyone else's pictures of Africa that they put up on the web.
And now the main topic of this post; my time here has started to remind me of a video game I like to play back home, Fallout 3. Fallout 3 is a video game that takes place in a nuclear wasteland. The game is also supposed to have a setting of the 50s, back when people were so afraid of nuclear war. It's kinda sad that Africa would remind me of a nuclear wasteland, but let me explain. Most of the buildings here are built from rusted scrapmetal. In the game the currency is bottle caps and you can't walk five feet in any direction in a city without seeing a bottle cap on the ground. Every form of authority, from the bank gaurds to the traffic enforcers, is carrying around an AK-47. Not to mention the vast open desserts can sometimes look like a wasteland, especially when a dust storm is blowing through.
The reason I bring this up is because it's a sign of two things; Africa is a pretty desolate and desperate place and that I'm home sick. Maybe I miss the technology of home, but still there are times I wish I was back in the states and yet this place is still amazing and I'm still enjoying myself.