1/17/15
Today is Saturday, meaning it’s the one day in the week
where stores are closed and people stay home and rest. It’s the official one day weekend of the work
week. Earlier in 2014, I had a most
rewarding experience biking around my VDC (village development committee, which
is sort of similar to a county back in the States), finding shady areas under
trees, and reading a book. If I had
completed my “day’s work” or had the whole day free to myself, I could bike for
an hour or two and stop at about four different shady areas on my way circling
back home. Today I decided to indulge in
such an adventure again. I rode my bike
to Ward number 2 in my VDC, an approximate 1 hour walk away but around 30
minutes on a bike, and stopped by a mother’s group meeting. I shared with them some cookies that were
sent to me from Cali (Thank you annamay!!! The mamas say thank you too! They
loved ‘em.), talked about the basic how-to’s of mushroom farming, and after
about an hour of “chalphal garnuing” I rode away. I took a road I didn’t recognize but after a
short 10 minutes on my bike I ended up at a familiar school; a well-known
geographic landmark in my mind. I found
a large tree where I parked my bike and laid upon its roots as I read my latest
book. After an hour or so, I got up and
rode back towards my village, an approximate 30-40 minute bike ride away. I
pasted the standard scenery of goats, sheep, cattle, pigs, ducks, an angry
turkey, and crossed many rivers and rivulets where families were found washing
dishes, clothes, and/or themselves.
In the words of Ice Cube, today was a good day.
-Bora
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