Hello everyone!
I appologize for the lack of posts last week, the internet was down and te power was off everytime I went to use it...
As I bike down the road my tire begins to skid in the dust as the days get hotter. Then rain comes and the roads and firm again, but in only a few days with out rain a strong wind can blow dust up at me and the tire on the bike spins more. But the rain brings wanted coolness to progressivly hotter and sunnier days.
This weekend I joined, with some of my fellow trent students, a group of americans who were going to a palm festival in the Dzodzi (djoudji). OUr gracouis host had us all sleep at their familys 'compound' (little gathering of relitives with in a bigger town), and more of us came that were expected, so I ended up, very happily sleeping on some nice boards raised off the ground out side. The aFRICAN NIGHT, when not intimidating, is beautiful. The calling fromgs and crikets, the cool wind and seem ing closer stars. It was a great expiernce.
The palm needs to be celebrated. WE can use all its parts, for plam oil, palm kernal oil, we make broms from it, we can tap it for palm wine and mushrooms grow on the decaying wood. And palm oil has been a huge export from this part of the world for a long time, though in the industrial revolution they used to lubricate machines, and here we eat in soup, and has been good for the local ecnomy since the 1800's, as 'ligitamate (still unfair) Trade" took over at the end of the trans atlantic slave trade.
All the chiefs of the area come, the paramount cheif is carried in on a metal throun, peo0ploe dance and drum and praise the palm tree but the festival is also used as a place for political discutions of the community. Also there are partys everywhere, the street is full, cars honk (angirly in this situation) and people are marry making everywhere.
Time here is going very well and school is continuing very nicly, I enjoy it a lot.
I wish you all the best
PEACE AND LOVE
ALMO
I appologize for the lack of posts last week, the internet was down and te power was off everytime I went to use it...
As I bike down the road my tire begins to skid in the dust as the days get hotter. Then rain comes and the roads and firm again, but in only a few days with out rain a strong wind can blow dust up at me and the tire on the bike spins more. But the rain brings wanted coolness to progressivly hotter and sunnier days.
This weekend I joined, with some of my fellow trent students, a group of americans who were going to a palm festival in the Dzodzi (djoudji). OUr gracouis host had us all sleep at their familys 'compound' (little gathering of relitives with in a bigger town), and more of us came that were expected, so I ended up, very happily sleeping on some nice boards raised off the ground out side. The aFRICAN NIGHT, when not intimidating, is beautiful. The calling fromgs and crikets, the cool wind and seem ing closer stars. It was a great expiernce.
The palm needs to be celebrated. WE can use all its parts, for plam oil, palm kernal oil, we make broms from it, we can tap it for palm wine and mushrooms grow on the decaying wood. And palm oil has been a huge export from this part of the world for a long time, though in the industrial revolution they used to lubricate machines, and here we eat in soup, and has been good for the local ecnomy since the 1800's, as 'ligitamate (still unfair) Trade" took over at the end of the trans atlantic slave trade.
All the chiefs of the area come, the paramount cheif is carried in on a metal throun, peo0ploe dance and drum and praise the palm tree but the festival is also used as a place for political discutions of the community. Also there are partys everywhere, the street is full, cars honk (angirly in this situation) and people are marry making everywhere.
Time here is going very well and school is continuing very nicly, I enjoy it a lot.
I wish you all the best
PEACE AND LOVE
ALMO
posted by almo | 6:51 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home