Sunday Heathens

Sunday, May 8

We decided Saturday that we would not go to church but just recover from the long bus rides.

Rachel and I walked to Chesie's store for Rachel to have some tea. She likes to support Chesie as much as possible. Chesie doesn't have a lot in her store but R buys what she can from her. R had tea and 2 meat pies much like Natchitoches meat pies, and I had water and a dough ball.

It rained Sunday morning so we put out every container to catch water. In my mind it was "rainwater means we don't have to fetch water!" Gail Nelson saw my FB post with this picture and wrote "liquid gold," and she is right. 

Rachel, Katherine and I walked to Kayenzi to buy a few things since there was no food in the house (or at least no veggies). Since we had not had lunch, we walked beyond the main part of town to a bar that a relative of Chesie owns. There we were ushered into a little room with a little table and chairs. Rachel ordered 8 brochettes and 4 potatoes. Then they came, four were meat chunks on skewers like we have had but four were intestine parts on skewers. None of us could "stomach" the intestine ones. 

Walked back to the heart of town to buy petrol, veggies and lots of potatoes for both parties (20 kilograms). Because the potatoes were to heavy to carry, we hired a guy on a bicycle to carry them to R's house. 

There are bicycles everywhere. There are used as taxis. Women sit sideways on them, children ride, jerrycans filled with water are tied on them, crates of Coke  and Fanta bottles are carried. Joe says that besides women the bikes are the work horse of the culture.