While traveling East to Southern Africa I see:
women wearing beautiful brightly colored fabric-kanga- around their clothing both top and bottom, sometimes as a headscarf or cushion when they carry objects on their head. Women carrying babies on their backs using the kanga as a sort of carrier. Women and men carrying firewood, sugar cane, rice, water, fruit, food on their head. Men on bicycyles carrying hay or huge plastic storage containers that are almost the same size as the bike. A few times I’ve seen a guy carrying a bike in one hand as he rides with the other.
Women selling fruits and vegetables by the side of the road, along highways, in towns or bombarding the windows of the bus (always cheapest to buy from the bus, getting it from the source). Fruits are always stacked nicely and in beautiful structure. Women storing their change in a knot they create in their kanga.
Men and women in town and rural areas holding live chickens by the feet and swinging them as they walk. (poor chicken must get such a head rush). Once in Moshi, I saw a young woman hold her baby boy in one arm, and hold a chicken by the feet in the other.
Goats hanging from the a tree, one with skin being removed ( bus ride in Mozambique)
Seen too many butcheries. Seen more insides of a cow than I thought I would. smell of meat. black lining of intestine or is it the stomach?
cooked whole fish in outdoor markets. eyes glaring saying what happened to me? I’ve been served a full fish with head and tail attached… in Ca I would freak out. here, it just seems normal. Life is all relative, isn’t?
