Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Hanging out next door

As the end of my time in Bundibugyo is in sight I am trying to savor every moment.  The warmth of the sun... lately a little too warm.  Walking up the dusty road, kids calling my name and jumping excitedly at a white person sighting (you would think this would loose some of its thrill over time).  Dinner with my neighbor Naume was full of moments to savor.
Naume stirring the g-nut sauce
 I went a little early to help with the cooking.  We were having one of my favorites... ground nut sauce.  With heavy pestle in hand I set to pounding.  I still have not gotten the arm muscles to do this very effectively and Naume had to come to my aid a few time.  Kids from the neighborhood started to gather and kicked a beach ball around.  We sat in the shade of a jack fruit tree as the sun began to sink and the pot bubbled on the charcoal fire.
Chrissy and Richard under the jackfruit tree
I will say that the smell of a charcoal fire is not one that I savor.  Since that combine with the dust of dry season has a way of making my air way constrict.  But probably every time I smell charcoal in the future it will bring me back to nights like this one and meals shared with my Ugandan friends.
front door
always lots of kids around

always chickens around
Neighbor girls



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