It is Tuesday a.m. I am in the
Zambia Works office which is a very old abandoned British office. This is
the typical building here. Every thing is very old, the streets are sandy, the
plumping primitive (flush with a bucket) etc.
The school was so excited to see us.
They had a program of dancing, each chief greeted us, the kids were giddy and
like in Honduras you take a photo and they mob you. The teachers who were
living in the class rooms are living elsewhere. It is so interesting to
see a school in the midst of huts. :)
We saw the gardens of the women and the
farm area. It is like an oasis in the desert. It is awesome and brought
tears to my eyes.
We had dinner at the Ambassadors house
last night. I am uncertain where she is serving now but she had pictures
of her shaking George Bush's hand in the Oval office and I guess she likes to
connect with him when he comes to Zambia. She is quite a character.
Her home is modest by our standards...again a very old British style
abode. She cooked dinner for us, we ate with plates in our laps. We
arrived and the power was out. So it started with candle light as we had
peanuts (monkey nuts), potato chips and punch to begin the evening. Mongu
rice is a staple with most meals and that was included with pumpkin, sweet
potatoes, and a stewed chicken. Oh yes we had ground beef with pasta.
It was very simple and tasty.
We went to the harbor which is the
poorest of the poor. It is on the river that connects Mongu with Angola.
Dugout boats bring food and goods in and out of the two countries.
It is a 14 day trip between the two countries but it is the fastest way
to go.
Main Street Mongu, Zambia
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