We passed by one cement house with an adjacent mud hut. The cement houses are becoming more the norm in Africa, the Simba Cement Company might be a wise investment.
Our walk meandered through Kadaia market where us muzungos paid a few dollars to gain access to the waterfall on the other slide of the Kadaia slope. The fall was beautiful.
On the walk we learned that Eliphas was once a porter for Kilimanjaro climbs. He would carry 20 kilos, walk faster than the paying hikers, set up the camp before they got there, and then get paid whatever the guide felt like divvying up to them. Things are a little better now as tourists will pay their porters personally. Yet another example of how Tanzania’s tourist business has room to improve. I do think it is heading the right direction, as the big outfits might price themselves out while smaller ones claim a larger portion of the clientele, but it is a slow process.
Before dinner, as the sun was setting, the ol’ Frisbee found its way out of the backpack. Eliphas is a real natural and picked up the forehand flick throw very quickly. Another friend of his joined in the fun as the three of us tossed it until it was dark. The kids came out, seemingly from the woodwork, to watch. However, when I tried to loft it in their direction, some would run. We gave the few brave ones a chance to throw it. The teenage girls were really into it and may have been the best of the villagers. I think everyone had a memorable moment as we all chased the flying disc all over the pasture.
Nicole hands out candy as the boys play Frisbee, we can see who the kids liked better
For dinner, we helped mama make chapati, a flatbread made over a coal fire in a cast iron pan. It was a process--every dinner takes so long to make. Mama loved us, and wants us to come back, perhaps we will after our three months working in Kampala.
Team Nosh cooking chapati with Mama Eliphas
