You know you live in Africa when...

The following are a few examples of how things are different for me living in Kenya:
• My accounting group’s weekly planning meeting begins with a prayer. After reviewing the financial situation last week I contemplated suggesting a second prayer.
• A chicken has walked into my office two days in a row at approximately the same time. On the first occasion I commented to Bernard that the chicken didn’t have an appointment to see me. His response was that he was there to see Charles. I’m pretty sure he was joking.
• My 45-minute run is delayed at a quiet intersection while I wait for the cattle to be herded through.
• I visited someone’s home and noted that they have a stylish looking mosquito net over their bed.
• When someone tells me that they’ll do something by a certain time I don’t believe them. When it ultimately doesn’t happen I’m not surprised or even disappointed.
• I don’t even bother to inquire if I can access the internet at work. The bureaucracy isn’t worth the hassle and it probably isn’t really that important for me to learn about Kenyan accounting principles.
• I’ve almost stopped noticing the nightly barking of dogs…almost.
• The temperature drops below 25 Celsius and you see a few people wearing an extra layer of clothing.
• When I see a white person I think “mzungu” which is exactly what everyone thinks when they see me.