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... and hear him, you would think he had been to New York and Paris but he has not been out of Madagascar yet. He loves Cannonball and Jackie McLean. Yes, Jazz is everywhere. I guess Voice of America isn't a bad thing after all. That's how they heard the music until MP3's came into being. The band had a very good singer who did Shiny Stockings. She is an English teacher here and has also never been off the island. I have video of the concert and will send copies soon.
... Then I happened to run into our driver, Guy, and guide, Mamy, and another guide who were having coffee. After that, Mamy offered to take me to the local market- I had actually walked past it, but it was behind some stalls on the street so unless you knew it was there you'd miss it. It was interesting, it sold things like fish (covered in flies) and vegies, and there was a shop run by old ladies with things such as a calcite rock that is ground down and eaten here (because they ...
... see bears in Canada, wolves in Yosemite and so many more wonderful experiences with the natural world over my last forty years. I am sure Madagascar and Africa will not disappoint. I feel immensely privileged to potentially witness things that future generations may not have the opportunity too. Are we as a race more intelligent than yeast? I certainly hope so or at the very least that we are evolving ...
We left at 5:45 AM and found our way amongst the darkness in the farm trails. Took one wrong turn but made it back on the right track and headed for the highway. Returned the car, proceeded to do our check in with Air Namibia and asked that our luggage goes to Madagascar without collecting our bags in Joberg. We have a few hours wait in Joberg, long enough for us to have lunch and relax a few hours while we wait. We will ...
... the other day. When I reply that I wouldn't be making cakles with them if I was, I'm rewarded with beaming smiles and then hugs.I wrote the recipes up on large sheets of paper, with little diagrams to help with the English and we stuck them on the wall of their teaching kitchen. I asked them to turn on the gas oven, and nobody told me there was a problem until we were ready to bake the cakes. the oven wasn't hot! " Oh.... no ...