Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sundays in Zambia



My original journeyman housemate, Rebecca, was a musician. She was part of a singing group, Love Ministry, and asked me if I wanted to participate. I love music & sang a lot at church so I thought it would be a lot of fun. It was fun, but I have no rhythm. As in they were swaying left & I was swaying right. I stood out like a sore thumb. And I couldn’t really sing at the level of these folks. So I only did it for a short while.




On this particular day I was invited along for their annual picnic. I can’t remember where we went, but there was obviously a body of water there. It was a day trip so it was close to Lusaka. We had a lot of fun. We ate food, I assume, although I don’t remember what & I don’t have any pictures us eating (which is VERY strange because I tend to remember food before I remember faces). We played a string game where we worked in pairs trying to extricate ourselves from each other. That was hilarious. We went on a boat ride. I got a really bad sunburn (you can see in one picture where they made me put my chitengi on my head to protect my face & arms). And (this is where you can tell this outing happened in Africa & not NC) I got infested with putzi flies. I tell that story here. We don’t really want to go into all that again right now, do we?





11 comments:

  1. Love this! The story and the image ... except the putzi flies. YUCK!! You were brave to go there. I salute you!!

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  2. I am so glad you remember all this, it's really interesting!

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  3. Everyone looks so happy! Even you on the boat with the infestation of little nasties...everyone has a lovely smile on their face.

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  4. I love these posts and look forward to them.

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  5. One of my favorite things about reading blogs is getting to share in the adventures of others, and this was a particularly fun one.

    I'll tell you what, I know a lot of people who have been to various parts of Africa and many had encounters with the dreaded Putzi fly, and it's eggs.

    It's enough to make me glad that I share these adventures in a vicarious manner. I didn't click on your link because the last Putzi fly tale I was exposed to was enough to give me nightmares (and I'm being literal).

    I just find it funny that whereas I've never seen one, never been exposed to them, and never had any kind of personal experience? I can still have a near full body cringe, just seeing the name.

    That's one powerful fly, I'm just saying :-)

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  6. It's a cold dark night here in Britain, but you've just cheered it up for me (except for the putzi flies, of course).

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  7. Travels with Bug. A great little travelogue, told in a lovely way.

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  8. Oh no...sorry about the putzi flies. I doubt you will ever be able to forget that! You all look like you were having fun, and I am glad you are letting us all share in it.

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  9. It does sound fun, sort of. I wonder what percentage of us have ever been to Africa. I have not. A friend told me it's the most beautiful place he's visited, and he's visited a lot.

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  10. Absolutely remarkable stuff! And i LOVE the photos! Zambia tingles in the memory don't it just!!
    tanvi xx

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