A few more things

Today (Saturday), I slept in to 9:30 after going to sleep at 10. Also, I dreamt that I was at the Bell Centre for Geoffrion’s number retirement ceremony, so at least I got to see it in some way. Gotta love my malaria pills. I really can’t wait to be off them to see if these are my normal dreams and I really am crazy, at least while asleep!

I wanted to write down a few more things about the past week. Mostly random stories that I want to have saved for posterity.

When we were travelling from Wa to Wechiau, we met some guy who introduced himself as Black Jesus. He was a Muslim, as most Northerners are, but swore a lot. He sounded like he’d stepped out of a rap album.

In the same tro, we met a man with amazing tribal scars on his face who introduced himself as the “vice-chairman of the hippos”. I wonder what voting system the hippos employed to select him. We later found out that this was true, as he is the vice-chairman of the eco-tourism project.

While at Wechiau, our guide Imori cooked the food we bought—rice and beans with tomato sauce and some spice. The beans were a bit hard, which happens some times, no matter how long you cook them. His explanation was that “the beans tried to defeat us”.

At Mole, the little German kid I talked about earlier snuck up behind his dad, who I was sitting next to, at the viewing platform. He tried to spray the back of his dad’s head with sunscreen, but the nozzle was pointing the wrong way and he got a mouthful of it, which gave us all a good laugh, including (surprisingly) the kid.

I guess that’s it. If I think of any more stories I want to remember in the future, you’ll hear them.