A favorite food of Nigerians....skewered chicken or beef cooked over an open BBQ and sprinkled with spices, then wrapped are served in a piece of newspaper....all for only 200 naira. A great deal!
On a quiet Tuesday in January, Dan and I jump into our car with 3 other friends and drive down the street to a favorite suya hot spot. It is located at the end of a quiet, dead-end street behind a big unmarked gate. There we turn into a driveway and sneak into a parking spot. The renovated suya stand is quite impressive and very popular. (much bigger and better than it used to be) It is a large brick structure with a built in grill. There is a tall stack of newspaper sitting on the counter.
Our friend, who is a regular customer here, orders a variety of suya including a suya spiced fish and her favorite: suya gizzards. She send us upstairs to the "dining area" to find a table. So Dan and I head in that direction, climb the tight spiral staircase and start looking for a table. This is harder than it may seem: there are no lights and only enough room for 6 small tables. (this is more of a take-out establishment) We grab the only table that is open and start hunting up 5 chairs.
The food arrives, wrapped in newspaper, with several toothpicks as our only utensils. We do our best to stab the meat (and not each other) with the toothpicks as we begin to dig in. Luckily, there is a waiter on hand who can bring out beer and other beverages to "put out the fire" from the suya spices.
It was a great night; and no one was sick the next day!! (that is always a good thing)
Saturday, February 27, 2010
My Dance Recital
How wild and crazy is this? I am 40+ and participating in my first dance recital!!
Last December, I was asked to volunteer and participate in the American dance portion of "Small World"; along with several others ladies in the Consulate.
Small World is a charity event in which several International Women's Groups come together and raise money for charity by sponsoring an International Night. Each participating country donates time, energy and resources to the event in the way of food, costumes, dance and music. From what I have heard, it is the event of the year ~ one that should not be missed.
Back in January, a group of 8 of us met at a friend's house to begin practice. Two of the girls has already volunteered to be part of the dance and they agreed to teach the "new recruits" what they had learned. It all started off well~ then we came to the twirling spin! As one of our coaches demonstrated the move, she landed badly on her foot. Practice halted and we helped her as best we could until the doctor could arrive. Practice had not gone according to plan; our coach had broken her foot!!
The rest of us continued working with the choreographers for the jazz and tap portions of the dance. We were having fun, but as February approached, tensions were getting high. It was during one practice late in January, that we finally felt stronger and more confident.
With Small World just a week and a half away, practices were now scheduled for the stage at the venue for the event. We were critiqued and given the "thumbs up" for our routine. Yeah us! Now with only 4 practices until the performance we are fine tuning a few details, but overall we are good to go.
To be continued......
Last December, I was asked to volunteer and participate in the American dance portion of "Small World"; along with several others ladies in the Consulate.
Small World is a charity event in which several International Women's Groups come together and raise money for charity by sponsoring an International Night. Each participating country donates time, energy and resources to the event in the way of food, costumes, dance and music. From what I have heard, it is the event of the year ~ one that should not be missed.
Back in January, a group of 8 of us met at a friend's house to begin practice. Two of the girls has already volunteered to be part of the dance and they agreed to teach the "new recruits" what they had learned. It all started off well~ then we came to the twirling spin! As one of our coaches demonstrated the move, she landed badly on her foot. Practice halted and we helped her as best we could until the doctor could arrive. Practice had not gone according to plan; our coach had broken her foot!!
The rest of us continued working with the choreographers for the jazz and tap portions of the dance. We were having fun, but as February approached, tensions were getting high. It was during one practice late in January, that we finally felt stronger and more confident.
With Small World just a week and a half away, practices were now scheduled for the stage at the venue for the event. We were critiqued and given the "thumbs up" for our routine. Yeah us! Now with only 4 practices until the performance we are fine tuning a few details, but overall we are good to go.
To be continued......
Monday, December 14, 2009
Our Next Post
Half way through our tour in Lagos we were sent a list of all the possible positions for our next post.
Thus the bidding process started.
Dan began by whittling down the list of posts that fit the criteria we needed to meet. (no small feat….as the list began with hundreds of possibilities) There were many choices that interested us , but we had to comprise our list of only 20 different positions.
We wrote those 20 positions/locations on index cards and color coded our choices. Then we sat on the floor – on several different occasions - and arranged the cards into an order that we liked best. We submitted the list early in September.
Then the hard part…. we had to wait. Our next assignment would not be posted until the end of that week.
That Friday we sat at home and waited for the close of business in the States, hoping that the list would be sent with the new assignments. With hopeful hearts we checked Dan’s email.. one more time… the list was in his inbox.
With shaking hands we clicked the mouse and opened the email to read our new assignment. BRUSSELS!!!
We were elated. There was much hugging and yelling as well as jumping and fist pumping!!! It was a good night. We called our families and shared the news.
We are still enjoying our time in Lagos, but know that when we arrive in Brussels (summer of 2011) our doors will be open to anyone who would like to visit.
Thus the bidding process started.
Dan began by whittling down the list of posts that fit the criteria we needed to meet. (no small feat….as the list began with hundreds of possibilities) There were many choices that interested us , but we had to comprise our list of only 20 different positions.
We wrote those 20 positions/locations on index cards and color coded our choices. Then we sat on the floor – on several different occasions - and arranged the cards into an order that we liked best. We submitted the list early in September.
Then the hard part…. we had to wait. Our next assignment would not be posted until the end of that week.
That Friday we sat at home and waited for the close of business in the States, hoping that the list would be sent with the new assignments. With hopeful hearts we checked Dan’s email.. one more time… the list was in his inbox.
With shaking hands we clicked the mouse and opened the email to read our new assignment. BRUSSELS!!!
We were elated. There was much hugging and yelling as well as jumping and fist pumping!!! It was a good night. We called our families and shared the news.
We are still enjoying our time in Lagos, but know that when we arrive in Brussels (summer of 2011) our doors will be open to anyone who would like to visit.
Sour Cream
Hello all ~
There are times when one misses the modern conveniences of refrigeration – especially refrigerated trucks that make their way happily up and down the paved freeways and highways for the distribution of their tasty goods to consumers everywhere.
But when a door is closed, somewhere a window opens.
So begins my quest to find the directions and materials needed to make SOUR CREAM.
Never in my life would I have thought I would need this bit of knowledge, but now I am a master. I can make sour cream from the simplest of ingredients without having to pay $7.00 for a pint!! Some yogurt, a bit of cheese cloth, a strainer, and lemon juice ~ along with time~ are the key ingredients to making sour cream just like mom used to make –or in this case Breakstone.
Other creative variations utilize a new (preferably washed) pillow case to hang from the cupboards and drip into the sink for the better part of the day. And still others will make the most of those pantyhose that were packed for “special occasions” because they are just TOO HOT to wear on those toasty 90 degree days.
Either way, taste and texture are just perfect for those Tex-Mex nights. (We won’t mention the difficulty or cost involved in procuring taco shells or tortillas – a story for another time!!) But I do have Mesa flour – maybe I will have to try my hand.
There are times when one misses the modern conveniences of refrigeration – especially refrigerated trucks that make their way happily up and down the paved freeways and highways for the distribution of their tasty goods to consumers everywhere.
But when a door is closed, somewhere a window opens.
So begins my quest to find the directions and materials needed to make SOUR CREAM.
Never in my life would I have thought I would need this bit of knowledge, but now I am a master. I can make sour cream from the simplest of ingredients without having to pay $7.00 for a pint!! Some yogurt, a bit of cheese cloth, a strainer, and lemon juice ~ along with time~ are the key ingredients to making sour cream just like mom used to make –or in this case Breakstone.
Other creative variations utilize a new (preferably washed) pillow case to hang from the cupboards and drip into the sink for the better part of the day. And still others will make the most of those pantyhose that were packed for “special occasions” because they are just TOO HOT to wear on those toasty 90 degree days.
Either way, taste and texture are just perfect for those Tex-Mex nights. (We won’t mention the difficulty or cost involved in procuring taco shells or tortillas – a story for another time!!) But I do have Mesa flour – maybe I will have to try my hand.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Our Travels Through Africa….Part 4
Kambaku Lodge in Timbavati Game Reserve: now this is what I call camping!!!!
Kambaku Lodge doesn’t hold anything back when it comes to pampering its guests. We had beautiful, spacious accommodations during our stay at Kambaku. It is a small lodge that can accommodate up to 18 guests. Each cabin has a large sleeping area, with mosquito netting artfully draped around the four-poster bed, a gigantic bathroom with large shower and big claw foot tub.
We arrived at Kambaku shortly before lunch. We had enough time to view the grounds, see our rooms, and freshen up before we heard the drums sound. It was our call to lunch. There was a delicious buffet of salads, fruit, cheese and other local fares. We were treated to a scrumptious meal served outside, under the shade of the canopy. Quiet time in the afternoon gave us a chance to read and relax before we were called to tea.
Tea was followed by our evening safari. We were escorted to an open air, elongated jeep with elevated seats to allow for the best viewing. Blankets were stacked on the seats to see to our every comfort. We started along a worn trail looking for the local wildlife. Before long we were off-roading and driving in the bush. We came across a quiet clearing where 4 lions slept; two males and two females. We were told that there were new cubs, but the female had them hidden away; she would bring them out once they were older. We sat for a short time just marveling at the large beasts that seemed so peaceful while/as they slept less than 6 feet away from our vehicle.
We left the lions in search of rhino we were told were in the area. Along the way we saw kudu, impala, warthogs and buffalo. As the sun set, our guide found a quiet grassy area where we stopped the car for an evening’s cocktail. It was perfect: a storybook experience. When we returned to the lodge, the table was set and dinner was served by the fire. The staff joined us for dinner making it very personable and intimate. Lanterns lined the paths for the walk back to our cabins.
An early start had us bundling under the blankets during our morning drive. Again we were on the hunt for the rhino. There were fresh tracks marking his domain. Our guide, Aaron, felt confident that we would find the rhino this morning. Along our path we found leopard tracks, but sadly no leopard. At dawn, we stopped for tea, coffee and rusks. (a kind of biscotti) We were fortunate to be joined by a herd of giraffe who circled our picnic spot happily eating leaves from the acacia trees. How amazing!!!
After leaving our picnic spot we abandoned our quest for rhino and turned along another path. This led to several elephants snacking on the trees along the side of the trail. As we sat, admiring their size and beauty we were surrounded by 30 to 40 more elephants that just came back from their early morning bath. It was fascinating to see so many elephants, both young and old.
The day followed a simple routine of breakfast, quiet rest and relaxation time, lunch, afternoon tea and our sunset drive. This drive treated us to waterbuck and impala grazing just off in the distance. At a waterhole, we found a stork walking along its banks and a hippo submerged except for his eyes, ears and nostrils. He did not seem to like us watching him for he opened his mouth wide, showing us his enormous teeth. We drove on to a quieter spot for our sunset toast. With the help of a spotlight we came across a barn owl perched in a tree, a porcupine walking along the path and a chameleon climbing a tree.
We were leaving the following morning. So in one final attempt we went searching for the rhino on our sunrise drive. Alas, the elusive rhino was not to be found during our time at Timbavati.
We left later that morning, but with sheer delight in all that we were able to see during the time we had on safari. There is something known as “The Big Five”. These are five of the big animals who live in the savannah that are the most popular. They are the lion, the leopard, the rhino, the buffalo and the elephant. We considered ourselves very fortunate to have seen four of “the big 5”. The mysterious leopard was not to be seen on this trip. I guess that means we will need to try again!!!
Kambaku Lodge doesn’t hold anything back when it comes to pampering its guests. We had beautiful, spacious accommodations during our stay at Kambaku. It is a small lodge that can accommodate up to 18 guests. Each cabin has a large sleeping area, with mosquito netting artfully draped around the four-poster bed, a gigantic bathroom with large shower and big claw foot tub.
We arrived at Kambaku shortly before lunch. We had enough time to view the grounds, see our rooms, and freshen up before we heard the drums sound. It was our call to lunch. There was a delicious buffet of salads, fruit, cheese and other local fares. We were treated to a scrumptious meal served outside, under the shade of the canopy. Quiet time in the afternoon gave us a chance to read and relax before we were called to tea.
Tea was followed by our evening safari. We were escorted to an open air, elongated jeep with elevated seats to allow for the best viewing. Blankets were stacked on the seats to see to our every comfort. We started along a worn trail looking for the local wildlife. Before long we were off-roading and driving in the bush. We came across a quiet clearing where 4 lions slept; two males and two females. We were told that there were new cubs, but the female had them hidden away; she would bring them out once they were older. We sat for a short time just marveling at the large beasts that seemed so peaceful while/as they slept less than 6 feet away from our vehicle.
We left the lions in search of rhino we were told were in the area. Along the way we saw kudu, impala, warthogs and buffalo. As the sun set, our guide found a quiet grassy area where we stopped the car for an evening’s cocktail. It was perfect: a storybook experience. When we returned to the lodge, the table was set and dinner was served by the fire. The staff joined us for dinner making it very personable and intimate. Lanterns lined the paths for the walk back to our cabins.
An early start had us bundling under the blankets during our morning drive. Again we were on the hunt for the rhino. There were fresh tracks marking his domain. Our guide, Aaron, felt confident that we would find the rhino this morning. Along our path we found leopard tracks, but sadly no leopard. At dawn, we stopped for tea, coffee and rusks. (a kind of biscotti) We were fortunate to be joined by a herd of giraffe who circled our picnic spot happily eating leaves from the acacia trees. How amazing!!!
After leaving our picnic spot we abandoned our quest for rhino and turned along another path. This led to several elephants snacking on the trees along the side of the trail. As we sat, admiring their size and beauty we were surrounded by 30 to 40 more elephants that just came back from their early morning bath. It was fascinating to see so many elephants, both young and old.
The day followed a simple routine of breakfast, quiet rest and relaxation time, lunch, afternoon tea and our sunset drive. This drive treated us to waterbuck and impala grazing just off in the distance. At a waterhole, we found a stork walking along its banks and a hippo submerged except for his eyes, ears and nostrils. He did not seem to like us watching him for he opened his mouth wide, showing us his enormous teeth. We drove on to a quieter spot for our sunset toast. With the help of a spotlight we came across a barn owl perched in a tree, a porcupine walking along the path and a chameleon climbing a tree.
We were leaving the following morning. So in one final attempt we went searching for the rhino on our sunrise drive. Alas, the elusive rhino was not to be found during our time at Timbavati.
We left later that morning, but with sheer delight in all that we were able to see during the time we had on safari. There is something known as “The Big Five”. These are five of the big animals who live in the savannah that are the most popular. They are the lion, the leopard, the rhino, the buffalo and the elephant. We considered ourselves very fortunate to have seen four of “the big 5”. The mysterious leopard was not to be seen on this trip. I guess that means we will need to try again!!!
Our Travels Through Africa….Part 3
After a week in Uganda, we jumped on a plane and headed to South Africa and Kruger Park where we would take our first African safari.
Lions and Leopards and Jackals, Oh my!!!!
Next our journey took us to Kruger Park, located on the eastern border of South Africa. We crowded into a van with our guide, Daniel, and then we were off. He drove us into Kruger Park through the Orpen Gate. As soon as we were through the gate, we spotted zebras, giraffe, impala, wildebeest, waterbucks, warthogs, and baboons…just to name a few. Daniel drove slowly to help us catch sight of all the wildlife that surrounded us. He had a great knowledge of the area and all the flora and fauna.
We arrived at Satara Camp site with just enough time to sign up for a night drive through the park. We boarded a large open-sided vehicle that held 4 huge spot-lights. (better to see the animals in the dark) We drove along the paved and unpaved roads of Kruger National Park with a guide from the campsite. The drive was slow, but the wildlife was amazing. We saw herds of zebra and impala. Kudu, wildebeest, and steamback (a kind of antelope) were grazing in the fields. Baboons roamed throughout the park.
As dusk fell the animals were harder to find. But with the use of the spotlights we were able to see many of the nocturnal animals of the park. There were hippos feeding just off the side of the road. (They only come out of the water at night because their skin is so sensitive to the sunlight.) We also saw jackals, hyenas, an African wild cat, white rhinos and a civet. But the biggest treat was to come across two lionesses with 4-5 cubs. The lionesses had just killed a zebra and they were feeding the young. It was fascinating to see.
We were back at the campsite by 7; and just in time for dinner. There was “venison” on the menu. We learned that venison is the generic term for wild meat. Later I found that kudu was prepared and served for dinner. It tasted good. But it was tough.
We woke early the next morning and took another drive with Daniel. We were out on the road by 6 am in hopes of finding more animals. We saw many of the same hoofed animals like impala, wildebeest, waterbuck, and zebra. But we were fortunate enough to spot 4 giraffe eating near the road and one elephant munching on a tree (amazing to say but we almost drove right past him) There were birds: grand hornbill, yellow hornbill, kite, fish eagle, long-tale strikes, and starlings perched in the trees along the way.
After breakfast we packed up the car. We left Satara that morning and drove to Timbavati, a private game reserve that borders Kruger National Park.
And the safari continues!
Lions and Leopards and Jackals, Oh my!!!!
Next our journey took us to Kruger Park, located on the eastern border of South Africa. We crowded into a van with our guide, Daniel, and then we were off. He drove us into Kruger Park through the Orpen Gate. As soon as we were through the gate, we spotted zebras, giraffe, impala, wildebeest, waterbucks, warthogs, and baboons…just to name a few. Daniel drove slowly to help us catch sight of all the wildlife that surrounded us. He had a great knowledge of the area and all the flora and fauna.
We arrived at Satara Camp site with just enough time to sign up for a night drive through the park. We boarded a large open-sided vehicle that held 4 huge spot-lights. (better to see the animals in the dark) We drove along the paved and unpaved roads of Kruger National Park with a guide from the campsite. The drive was slow, but the wildlife was amazing. We saw herds of zebra and impala. Kudu, wildebeest, and steamback (a kind of antelope) were grazing in the fields. Baboons roamed throughout the park.
As dusk fell the animals were harder to find. But with the use of the spotlights we were able to see many of the nocturnal animals of the park. There were hippos feeding just off the side of the road. (They only come out of the water at night because their skin is so sensitive to the sunlight.) We also saw jackals, hyenas, an African wild cat, white rhinos and a civet. But the biggest treat was to come across two lionesses with 4-5 cubs. The lionesses had just killed a zebra and they were feeding the young. It was fascinating to see.
We were back at the campsite by 7; and just in time for dinner. There was “venison” on the menu. We learned that venison is the generic term for wild meat. Later I found that kudu was prepared and served for dinner. It tasted good. But it was tough.
We woke early the next morning and took another drive with Daniel. We were out on the road by 6 am in hopes of finding more animals. We saw many of the same hoofed animals like impala, wildebeest, waterbuck, and zebra. But we were fortunate enough to spot 4 giraffe eating near the road and one elephant munching on a tree (amazing to say but we almost drove right past him) There were birds: grand hornbill, yellow hornbill, kite, fish eagle, long-tale strikes, and starlings perched in the trees along the way.
After breakfast we packed up the car. We left Satara that morning and drove to Timbavati, a private game reserve that borders Kruger National Park.
And the safari continues!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Our travels through Africa….Part 2
So we left Bwindi and traveled back to Kampala where we were met by a shuttle that drove us to Jinja and the Nile River. Our plan: White Water Rafting on the Nile!
Yikes and away!
Another early start had us arriving in the city of Jinja. There we met at a backpackers’ lodge where the excitement began. After a simple breakfast we were ushered to the lawn for an overview of the day and our “safety and security” talk. We were given our life jackets and helmets and then herded onto trucks that would take us to the starting location. The trip took us through small villages where children waved and shouted as we passed.
Finally we reached the water’s edge. The rafts were unloaded and we began to jump on board. Four rafts of adventurers went out that day along with one “safety” raft which carried supplies, and 4 kayakers who were with us to help “if” any of the rafts should tip. (Let me just say that the kayakers were very busy that day!)
Our first 15 minutes in the water had us practicing: paddling forward and back, ducking down in the raft to prepare for the rapids, tipping – just to practice holding on. Then we were off. In the distance we could hear the roughness of the water. We sat on the edge of the raft, poised and ready to follow our guide’s instructions, “Paddle forward!”
We began to paddle then he shouted, “Down!” The current took us, turned our raft sideways, and flipped the raft. We all went down the river (without the raft). The men in the kayaks were ready and waiting for us at the bottom of the rapids. They scooped us up and plopped us back into our raft. Not a good start to the day.
Rapids: 1 Us: 0
The next rapid was bigger. But we were ready for it. We had already tipped and we knew how to prevent that from happening again. (or so I thought) We paddled to the start of the rapid; we were then instructed to squat down, grab on and enjoy the ride. And we did…. until one of the waves came on board swept me up and threw me over board. (no one else!) Luckily I popped up and found the guide’s oar within my reach. I was pulled on board. Safe and sound! (No more sitting in the front of the boat for me!)
The next set of rapids kept us on our toes. Again the rapids were winning. But we had fun trying to stay in the raft. Our group became very good at holding on when the raft tipped.
We then had a long stretch of calm waters where we ate a light snack of pineapple and biscuits (cookies). Many rafters jumped overboard to enjoy a swim in the Nile. NICE!
Then “the big one”, we were going over a 12 foot waterfall. Again our guide prepped us for the ride and what we should do to prepare for the class 5 rapid. We paddled right, we paddled left then we ducked down and held on. Over the falls we went, crashing at the bottom, but still upright. We made it!!! What a rush!
We still had several more rapids to face before the day was done! In the end we tipped a total of 5 times but had the time of our lives. Another fantastic adventure!
Yikes and away!
Another early start had us arriving in the city of Jinja. There we met at a backpackers’ lodge where the excitement began. After a simple breakfast we were ushered to the lawn for an overview of the day and our “safety and security” talk. We were given our life jackets and helmets and then herded onto trucks that would take us to the starting location. The trip took us through small villages where children waved and shouted as we passed.
Finally we reached the water’s edge. The rafts were unloaded and we began to jump on board. Four rafts of adventurers went out that day along with one “safety” raft which carried supplies, and 4 kayakers who were with us to help “if” any of the rafts should tip. (Let me just say that the kayakers were very busy that day!)
Our first 15 minutes in the water had us practicing: paddling forward and back, ducking down in the raft to prepare for the rapids, tipping – just to practice holding on. Then we were off. In the distance we could hear the roughness of the water. We sat on the edge of the raft, poised and ready to follow our guide’s instructions, “Paddle forward!”
We began to paddle then he shouted, “Down!” The current took us, turned our raft sideways, and flipped the raft. We all went down the river (without the raft). The men in the kayaks were ready and waiting for us at the bottom of the rapids. They scooped us up and plopped us back into our raft. Not a good start to the day.
Rapids: 1 Us: 0
The next rapid was bigger. But we were ready for it. We had already tipped and we knew how to prevent that from happening again. (or so I thought) We paddled to the start of the rapid; we were then instructed to squat down, grab on and enjoy the ride. And we did…. until one of the waves came on board swept me up and threw me over board. (no one else!) Luckily I popped up and found the guide’s oar within my reach. I was pulled on board. Safe and sound! (No more sitting in the front of the boat for me!)
The next set of rapids kept us on our toes. Again the rapids were winning. But we had fun trying to stay in the raft. Our group became very good at holding on when the raft tipped.
We then had a long stretch of calm waters where we ate a light snack of pineapple and biscuits (cookies). Many rafters jumped overboard to enjoy a swim in the Nile. NICE!
Then “the big one”, we were going over a 12 foot waterfall. Again our guide prepped us for the ride and what we should do to prepare for the class 5 rapid. We paddled right, we paddled left then we ducked down and held on. Over the falls we went, crashing at the bottom, but still upright. We made it!!! What a rush!
We still had several more rapids to face before the day was done! In the end we tipped a total of 5 times but had the time of our lives. Another fantastic adventure!
Our travels through Africa….Part 1
We begin our story with travels to Uganda. The adventure takes us to the mountain ranges in the southwest corner of Uganda and deep into the rain forest. There, in Bwindi National Park, we went searching for Silverback Gorillas.
The day started with an early breakfast and a 90 minute drive through the mountain range. The gravel roads were bumpy but the scenery was breathtaking. Dawn was breaking over the peaks of the mountains, bathing all the villages with their banana trees in the light of a new day.
We arrived at the camp and received our briefing for the day’s events. We were informed that several trackers went out earlier that morning to locate the family of gorillas that we would be following. They would radio back to us with the gorillas’ exact location. Then we were off. We began our hike at the top of a mountain following a well worn path. After 100 yards, we turned and moved into the bush. (At this Dan’s only comment was, “Cool, real hiking.”) The guides used their machetes and cleared a path as we went along. The mountainside was steep and the terrain was challenging but we made it to the bottom of the mountain with only 2 of us sliding part of the way. Now we were climbing up the other side. After an hour of hiking, we reached the trackers.
We grabbed our cameras, then slowly and quietly climbed the last of the distance to the plateau where the gorillas were sleeping and eating. It is hard to put into words the experience of being within 3 meters of a family of 10 gorillas. (4 silverbacks, 2 blackbacks–young males, 2 juvenile females, and 2 very young)
We kept low, taking many fantastic pictures of the gorillas as they moved about. It was amazing to see how strong and nimble these gorillas are. This leads to a great story that demonstrates the speed and agility of the gorilla:
We were all huddled on the ground, watching the gorillas around us. One particular gorilla started moving closer, acting very curious. He pulled down a tree’s branch and pretended to eat leaves as he stared us down. Then, quick as a wink, he jumped up and ran towards us. Next thing we knew the gorilla gave Dan’s leg a good WHACK as he ran past. We all stared in shocked disbelief for a few seconds then broke into laughter. The gorilla thought it was great fun. He moved to a nearby tree to turn and watch us.
Shortly thereafter we packed up our things and hiked back to camp. It was a great day and a remarkable experience. The best part being that Dan was slapped by a gorilla and lived to tell about it!!
The day started with an early breakfast and a 90 minute drive through the mountain range. The gravel roads were bumpy but the scenery was breathtaking. Dawn was breaking over the peaks of the mountains, bathing all the villages with their banana trees in the light of a new day.
We arrived at the camp and received our briefing for the day’s events. We were informed that several trackers went out earlier that morning to locate the family of gorillas that we would be following. They would radio back to us with the gorillas’ exact location. Then we were off. We began our hike at the top of a mountain following a well worn path. After 100 yards, we turned and moved into the bush. (At this Dan’s only comment was, “Cool, real hiking.”) The guides used their machetes and cleared a path as we went along. The mountainside was steep and the terrain was challenging but we made it to the bottom of the mountain with only 2 of us sliding part of the way. Now we were climbing up the other side. After an hour of hiking, we reached the trackers.
We grabbed our cameras, then slowly and quietly climbed the last of the distance to the plateau where the gorillas were sleeping and eating. It is hard to put into words the experience of being within 3 meters of a family of 10 gorillas. (4 silverbacks, 2 blackbacks–young males, 2 juvenile females, and 2 very young)
We kept low, taking many fantastic pictures of the gorillas as they moved about. It was amazing to see how strong and nimble these gorillas are. This leads to a great story that demonstrates the speed and agility of the gorilla:
We were all huddled on the ground, watching the gorillas around us. One particular gorilla started moving closer, acting very curious. He pulled down a tree’s branch and pretended to eat leaves as he stared us down. Then, quick as a wink, he jumped up and ran towards us. Next thing we knew the gorilla gave Dan’s leg a good WHACK as he ran past. We all stared in shocked disbelief for a few seconds then broke into laughter. The gorilla thought it was great fun. He moved to a nearby tree to turn and watch us.
Shortly thereafter we packed up our things and hiked back to camp. It was a great day and a remarkable experience. The best part being that Dan was slapped by a gorilla and lived to tell about it!!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
HHE
These three letters are very important to many in the Department of State. These three letters stand for HOUSE HOLD EFFECTS ~ a.k.a. ~ our stuff.
Christmas came a little early this year, on the Friday before Thanksgiving our house hold effects arrived. Dan and I were so excited. Shortly after he arrived home from work, the delivery men arrived with 3 large wooden crates filled with our things. There were 6 Nigerian workers. One that “drove the truck”~ he stayed inside the cab of the truck while the work was being done; one who was the “man in charge”, he held the paperwork and found a shady place to sit; then there were the other 4 men who actually worked and carried all the smaller boxes into the house.
Before the men could begin, the crates needed to be opened. Each crate was built out of ply-wood, sealed along the edges, and then a metal band was fastened around the entire crate to ensure its safe travel. So……. picture this, (an accident waiting to happen) these 6 men were standing around the crates, one had a pair of dull wire cutters trying to cut through the metal band, one had a crowbar prying the metal band away from the crate and the other 4 were standing RIGHT there, waiting for the metal band to be cut. I saw this and backed up several feet ~ I was ready for the metal to give way and the band to snap; hitting someone. LUCKILY everyone survived. (no OSHA here in Lagos)
We were ready for them…Dan had the paperwork in hand (our inventory from DC as well as the inventory from the pack-out in Ann Arbor), he was to check off the boxes as they were carried into the house. My job was to: 1.) look at the contents of each box,
2.) call off the packing number to Dan so he could check the item number off the list,
3.) then decide in which room I wanted the box placed.
I made my job easier by writing the numbers 1-3 on Post-Its and placing them on the bedroom doors upstairs. That way, all I needed to do was call out a number to the worker and he knew where to place the box. (I know, my compulsive side came out!!)
When the first set of boxes was carried in I thought the workers to be very conscientious. They came through the garage and (before entering the house) removed their shoes. “How nice,” I thought. “Very thoughtful!” But it ended there….when they went back out for the next load of boxes; the workers did not put their shoes back on to walk outside. So. only their feet tracked dirt into the house, not their shoes. Oh well!
In an hour and a half the boxes were unloaded and Dan and I were left with the FUN task of: opening the boxes, unwrapping our things and finding the best place to put everything.
We had a great time!!!! We took a break for dinner and said we would resume in the morning. But then, we looked at each other and said: “Just one more box.” Before we knew it, it was 2:30 a.m. I had a hard time falling asleep. Knowing that I left boxes still unpacked was VERY difficult for me.
We continued throughout the weekend unpacking our things. Finally on Sunday we came up with a strategy and worked on completing one room at a time. We focused on the kitchen. We washed all our dishes and glassware along with all our pots and pans. The kitchen was done!!! Dan was ready to make dinner for the two of us. We were so excited to be back to a normal Sunday ritual.
I took the remainder of the week to complete the unpacking, washing, straightening and organizing.
Yeah!!! It feels more like home!
Christmas came a little early this year, on the Friday before Thanksgiving our house hold effects arrived. Dan and I were so excited. Shortly after he arrived home from work, the delivery men arrived with 3 large wooden crates filled with our things. There were 6 Nigerian workers. One that “drove the truck”~ he stayed inside the cab of the truck while the work was being done; one who was the “man in charge”, he held the paperwork and found a shady place to sit; then there were the other 4 men who actually worked and carried all the smaller boxes into the house.
Before the men could begin, the crates needed to be opened. Each crate was built out of ply-wood, sealed along the edges, and then a metal band was fastened around the entire crate to ensure its safe travel. So……. picture this, (an accident waiting to happen) these 6 men were standing around the crates, one had a pair of dull wire cutters trying to cut through the metal band, one had a crowbar prying the metal band away from the crate and the other 4 were standing RIGHT there, waiting for the metal band to be cut. I saw this and backed up several feet ~ I was ready for the metal to give way and the band to snap; hitting someone. LUCKILY everyone survived. (no OSHA here in Lagos)
We were ready for them…Dan had the paperwork in hand (our inventory from DC as well as the inventory from the pack-out in Ann Arbor), he was to check off the boxes as they were carried into the house. My job was to: 1.) look at the contents of each box,
2.) call off the packing number to Dan so he could check the item number off the list,
3.) then decide in which room I wanted the box placed.
I made my job easier by writing the numbers 1-3 on Post-Its and placing them on the bedroom doors upstairs. That way, all I needed to do was call out a number to the worker and he knew where to place the box. (I know, my compulsive side came out!!)
When the first set of boxes was carried in I thought the workers to be very conscientious. They came through the garage and (before entering the house) removed their shoes. “How nice,” I thought. “Very thoughtful!” But it ended there….when they went back out for the next load of boxes; the workers did not put their shoes back on to walk outside. So. only their feet tracked dirt into the house, not their shoes. Oh well!
In an hour and a half the boxes were unloaded and Dan and I were left with the FUN task of: opening the boxes, unwrapping our things and finding the best place to put everything.
We had a great time!!!! We took a break for dinner and said we would resume in the morning. But then, we looked at each other and said: “Just one more box.” Before we knew it, it was 2:30 a.m. I had a hard time falling asleep. Knowing that I left boxes still unpacked was VERY difficult for me.
We continued throughout the weekend unpacking our things. Finally on Sunday we came up with a strategy and worked on completing one room at a time. We focused on the kitchen. We washed all our dishes and glassware along with all our pots and pans. The kitchen was done!!! Dan was ready to make dinner for the two of us. We were so excited to be back to a normal Sunday ritual.
I took the remainder of the week to complete the unpacking, washing, straightening and organizing.
Yeah!!! It feels more like home!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Okadas
One of the most interesting and unusual things we have witnessed since moving to Lagos is the use of okadas. An okada is a motorcycle taxi used all around the islands and mainland of Lagos.
The locals stand on a street corner and hail an okada. But not the way one would hail a taxi in New York, instead locals make a noise that is a cross between a hiss and a kissing sound. This alerts the driver of the okada that his services are needed. The okada driver then swings over to the side of the road (even if he needs to make a u-turn) and negotiates a price for the distance that will be traveled. If the price is right, the passenger jumps on the back and away they go. No helmets, no protective jacket, and usually just flip-flops on their feet. Yikes!!!
To add to this, okada drivers make up their own rules of the road (although so does every other local driver!!!!!) There is no such thing as the “right side of the road”. Okadas will share lanes with cars and come up on either side of a car to pass. This is especially challenging when the driver of a car wants to make a turn. Not only does the driver have to look BOTH ways for oncoming traffic, but then has to check side view mirrors to see if an okada is coming up from behind.
Lagos has many traffic issues. This is a city of 15 million people and 1 working traffic light, stop signs have not been introduced to this area, and everyone drives on both sides of the road no matter what direction. Their solution to some traffic problems is to use traffic circles. These do not help. More often that not, they cause greater traffic and we get “go slows”. Lagos’ word for traffic jams.
Here is another amazing practice here in Lagos. While cars sit in a “go slow”, people walk up and down the street, between the cars, selling their wares. It could be bottles of water, mints, gum, plantain chips or our favorite: meat twinkies. (a little to scared to try that!!) If you are not hungry, they also have phone cards, belts, shoes, pirated DVD’s, and sunglasses for sale. Many of these things are carried on the heads of the sellers. (just amazing balance)
So; back to the okadas and the traffic. While all the cars are stopped in the “go slows” the okadas look at it like a slalom run. They move between the cars, not only sharing a lane but also squeezing between the front of one car and the back of another; veering around the merchants selling their wares. Many times I must close my eyes..it is all too close for my comfort.
I will leave you with one more visual to just add to the wonder which is Lagos. Because there are so many okadas, drivers are willing to take more than one passenger to get the fare. But I have also seen okadas with the most unusual kinds of passengers:
Imagine this:
the norm: driver, passenger
the unusual: driver, passenger, passenger
driver, passenger with ladder on his shoulders
driver, lawnmower
driver, lawnmower, passenger
child, driver, child, mother with child strapped to her back
child, driver, child, child, child
and the BEST:
driver, goat, passenger
Needless to say to say, we are not allowed to hop onto an okada.
The locals stand on a street corner and hail an okada. But not the way one would hail a taxi in New York, instead locals make a noise that is a cross between a hiss and a kissing sound. This alerts the driver of the okada that his services are needed. The okada driver then swings over to the side of the road (even if he needs to make a u-turn) and negotiates a price for the distance that will be traveled. If the price is right, the passenger jumps on the back and away they go. No helmets, no protective jacket, and usually just flip-flops on their feet. Yikes!!!
To add to this, okada drivers make up their own rules of the road (although so does every other local driver!!!!!) There is no such thing as the “right side of the road”. Okadas will share lanes with cars and come up on either side of a car to pass. This is especially challenging when the driver of a car wants to make a turn. Not only does the driver have to look BOTH ways for oncoming traffic, but then has to check side view mirrors to see if an okada is coming up from behind.
Lagos has many traffic issues. This is a city of 15 million people and 1 working traffic light, stop signs have not been introduced to this area, and everyone drives on both sides of the road no matter what direction. Their solution to some traffic problems is to use traffic circles. These do not help. More often that not, they cause greater traffic and we get “go slows”. Lagos’ word for traffic jams.
Here is another amazing practice here in Lagos. While cars sit in a “go slow”, people walk up and down the street, between the cars, selling their wares. It could be bottles of water, mints, gum, plantain chips or our favorite: meat twinkies. (a little to scared to try that!!) If you are not hungry, they also have phone cards, belts, shoes, pirated DVD’s, and sunglasses for sale. Many of these things are carried on the heads of the sellers. (just amazing balance)
So; back to the okadas and the traffic. While all the cars are stopped in the “go slows” the okadas look at it like a slalom run. They move between the cars, not only sharing a lane but also squeezing between the front of one car and the back of another; veering around the merchants selling their wares. Many times I must close my eyes..it is all too close for my comfort.
I will leave you with one more visual to just add to the wonder which is Lagos. Because there are so many okadas, drivers are willing to take more than one passenger to get the fare. But I have also seen okadas with the most unusual kinds of passengers:
Imagine this:
the norm: driver, passenger
the unusual: driver, passenger, passenger
driver, passenger with ladder on his shoulders
driver, lawnmower
driver, lawnmower, passenger
child, driver, child, mother with child strapped to her back
child, driver, child, child, child
and the BEST:
driver, goat, passenger
Needless to say to say, we are not allowed to hop onto an okada.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Our Compound
There are several different housing compounds available here in Lagos. We live on Ikoyi Island in the “Bell Units”; 8 Bell to be specific. Our housing compound has 8 condo-style homes. Each has a small front yard, larger back yard and small patio.
We have a large combination living and dining room, a smaller den for TV viewing, roomy kitchen, laundry room and half bath all on the first floor. Upstairs there are 3 bedrooms and 2 full bathrooms. The master bedroom with walk-in closet and full bath look out over the backyard. We converted one bedroom into an office and scrap-booking area and the other is a spare for any friends or family who wish to visit.
The house is furnished so we did not need to bring any bulky furniture, but slip covers might help to make it homier and more “our own”. (The furniture patterns chosen by the government leave some room for creativity – all the homes within the Foreign Service have one of three upholstery patterns) One new friend told us that when their family moved to Lagos, their children were all excited that the furniture from the previous post was already in their new home.
The arrival of our personal effects will be great. I am sure that once we have our things (familiar things) sprucing up the house; it will feel more like a home. Dan will also be very excited once our things arrive because I will stop moving the furniture around. I just can't get the "right look". I have moved all I can at least twice and I had to ask for his help a couple times as well. He has made the executive decision to STOP MOVING FURNITURE until our things arrive and we know what we have to put away. Hum bug!
Dan has been able to track our car as well as our house hold effects and they all seem close. We are hoping that by the end of the month we will have something….either the car or our stuff would be great. It will be as if Christmas has come early.
We are looking forward to hosting dinner parties and get-togethers once our things arrive. We love cooking and hosting…it should be fun. And if we are fortunate enough to hire a steward we will have the fun of cooking but not have to do the dishes after. Yeah us!!
We have a large combination living and dining room, a smaller den for TV viewing, roomy kitchen, laundry room and half bath all on the first floor. Upstairs there are 3 bedrooms and 2 full bathrooms. The master bedroom with walk-in closet and full bath look out over the backyard. We converted one bedroom into an office and scrap-booking area and the other is a spare for any friends or family who wish to visit.
The house is furnished so we did not need to bring any bulky furniture, but slip covers might help to make it homier and more “our own”. (The furniture patterns chosen by the government leave some room for creativity – all the homes within the Foreign Service have one of three upholstery patterns) One new friend told us that when their family moved to Lagos, their children were all excited that the furniture from the previous post was already in their new home.
The arrival of our personal effects will be great. I am sure that once we have our things (familiar things) sprucing up the house; it will feel more like a home. Dan will also be very excited once our things arrive because I will stop moving the furniture around. I just can't get the "right look". I have moved all I can at least twice and I had to ask for his help a couple times as well. He has made the executive decision to STOP MOVING FURNITURE until our things arrive and we know what we have to put away. Hum bug!
Dan has been able to track our car as well as our house hold effects and they all seem close. We are hoping that by the end of the month we will have something….either the car or our stuff would be great. It will be as if Christmas has come early.
We are looking forward to hosting dinner parties and get-togethers once our things arrive. We love cooking and hosting…it should be fun. And if we are fortunate enough to hire a steward we will have the fun of cooking but not have to do the dishes after. Yeah us!!
GQ
We are very fortunate here in Lagos. We have the American Club which we can visit freely. The American Club is referred to as the GQ or Guest Quarters. It houses a small hotel, bar, restaurant, pool, commissary, small gym and tennis court. As Diplomats (and spouses), these amenities are at our disposal.
When Dan and I first arrived, the lack of Internet was quite frustrating. But then we discovered that the bar is open daily and provides free Internet access. We would frequently walk to the GQ and sit in the bar to check email and catch up on news from home. The bar also provides special events each week. We, along with many others from the consulate, enjoy our Friday happy hours most of all. There the margaritas flow freely and there is much relaxing conversation.
The restaurant has special events as well. Every Sunday a brunch buffet is offered. Fresh fruit, cereal, cold cuts, sausage, bacon, grits, and potatoes are offered along with made to order omelet and waffle stations. The big event for the restaurant is Thursday night: Tex-Mex. Again it is buffet style and really quite good. Every month they offer a special dinner. In October they featured traditional Indian cuisine and this month they are offering a Lebanese meal. I have heard they are quite good, but expensive.
The pool is a big draw for so many. We often sit poolside, read a book, and take a dip when it becomes too hot. It is this luxury that makes me forget the time of the year. I am just not used to sunbathing the day before Halloween. (suffer! suffer! suffer!) The pool is also huge draw for families. Parents often throw birthday parties poolside. On those days we try to steer clear…. many more little ones running and splashing.
The commissary is a small grocery store. Sadly, the stock is random. I have learned that it is good idea to buy the items I want when I see them, because they might not be there the next time I walk in the door. We have found comfort foods at the commissary; that is a nice treat.
We are using the gym and tennis court more frequently. Both Dan and I are taking tennis lessons. I am learning the game and Dan is strengthening his skills. The GQ is organizing a doubles tournament for tennis. Dan will probably participate; I am going to wait until I know the game a bit better. But it is great that the GQ provides so many different ways to meet new friends.
When Dan and I first arrived, the lack of Internet was quite frustrating. But then we discovered that the bar is open daily and provides free Internet access. We would frequently walk to the GQ and sit in the bar to check email and catch up on news from home. The bar also provides special events each week. We, along with many others from the consulate, enjoy our Friday happy hours most of all. There the margaritas flow freely and there is much relaxing conversation.
The restaurant has special events as well. Every Sunday a brunch buffet is offered. Fresh fruit, cereal, cold cuts, sausage, bacon, grits, and potatoes are offered along with made to order omelet and waffle stations. The big event for the restaurant is Thursday night: Tex-Mex. Again it is buffet style and really quite good. Every month they offer a special dinner. In October they featured traditional Indian cuisine and this month they are offering a Lebanese meal. I have heard they are quite good, but expensive.
The pool is a big draw for so many. We often sit poolside, read a book, and take a dip when it becomes too hot. It is this luxury that makes me forget the time of the year. I am just not used to sunbathing the day before Halloween. (suffer! suffer! suffer!) The pool is also huge draw for families. Parents often throw birthday parties poolside. On those days we try to steer clear…. many more little ones running and splashing.
The commissary is a small grocery store. Sadly, the stock is random. I have learned that it is good idea to buy the items I want when I see them, because they might not be there the next time I walk in the door. We have found comfort foods at the commissary; that is a nice treat.
We are using the gym and tennis court more frequently. Both Dan and I are taking tennis lessons. I am learning the game and Dan is strengthening his skills. The GQ is organizing a doubles tournament for tennis. Dan will probably participate; I am going to wait until I know the game a bit better. But it is great that the GQ provides so many different ways to meet new friends.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Halloween Party 2008
Hurray for us!!! 3 days before Halloween and our costumes arrive. I can hardly wait to get home and check out our costumes. Dan didn’t want to go as a “couple” so we each picked costumes that best match our personalities…… drum roll please…. Dan chose Indiana Jones and I chose Super Girl!!
Just let me say, the pictures and models that are used on Target’s site are a bit misleading. The costumes were not exactly what I had pictured. Super Girl is cheesy and Dan’s is just ridiculous.
Super Girl has the blue body suit with red cape and skirt and shiny gold belt. And the big “S” on the chest. Good so far. Then I try it on. Most of the dress fits, but the top just gapes open. (Super Girl must have a triple D bust) I guess I will have to wear a tank top and my best push up. And then, you’ll love this, the boots! They aren't really boots; they are more like silky-nylon like socks. BUT they are red and only go from knee to top of my foot. There is a strap (like one would find on stretch pants) on the bottom. The idea is that this fits over Super Girl's red stilettos. And then the sock-book looks like her boots. I think it is to be a little sexy. Sadly, I do not have red shoes. I only have red sandals .It will have to work. (This is how Super Girl dresses for the equator.) It will be corny. Go figure. A silly Halloween costume
Dan's Indiana Jones costume is so cheap. I knew it would not be a real leather jacket, but nonetheless, I was hoping for a little more. He has a felt-like jacket that has a nice insignia on the left breast that says "Indiana Jones" (it will probable help). The hat is the same felt-like material. Because it has been stuffed in its plastic wrapping for the trip to Lagos, the hat is flat. I am not sure we will be able to bring it back to life; but maybe a few staples will help. It surely could not hurt. Here is the best though....are you sitting down??? With the cheap hat and jacket came a pair of stretch pants; very similar to the parachute pants of the 80’s. Dan has chosen to wear his own pants. What a hum-bug!!
The party is Friday night at the American Club. We arrive with Miss New Jersey and Marilyn Monroe. Many friends are already there: Charlie Brown, the corrections officer with her prisoner, Prince Charming and the Wicked Queen from Sleeping Beauty. The party is just starting, but within an hour the music is pumping and everyone is dancing. Everyone had a SPOOK-TACULAR time!!!
Just let me say, the pictures and models that are used on Target’s site are a bit misleading. The costumes were not exactly what I had pictured. Super Girl is cheesy and Dan’s is just ridiculous.
Super Girl has the blue body suit with red cape and skirt and shiny gold belt. And the big “S” on the chest. Good so far. Then I try it on. Most of the dress fits, but the top just gapes open. (Super Girl must have a triple D bust) I guess I will have to wear a tank top and my best push up. And then, you’ll love this, the boots! They aren't really boots; they are more like silky-nylon like socks. BUT they are red and only go from knee to top of my foot. There is a strap (like one would find on stretch pants) on the bottom. The idea is that this fits over Super Girl's red stilettos. And then the sock-book looks like her boots. I think it is to be a little sexy. Sadly, I do not have red shoes. I only have red sandals .It will have to work. (This is how Super Girl dresses for the equator.) It will be corny. Go figure. A silly Halloween costume
Dan's Indiana Jones costume is so cheap. I knew it would not be a real leather jacket, but nonetheless, I was hoping for a little more. He has a felt-like jacket that has a nice insignia on the left breast that says "Indiana Jones" (it will probable help). The hat is the same felt-like material. Because it has been stuffed in its plastic wrapping for the trip to Lagos, the hat is flat. I am not sure we will be able to bring it back to life; but maybe a few staples will help. It surely could not hurt. Here is the best though....are you sitting down??? With the cheap hat and jacket came a pair of stretch pants; very similar to the parachute pants of the 80’s. Dan has chosen to wear his own pants. What a hum-bug!!
The party is Friday night at the American Club. We arrive with Miss New Jersey and Marilyn Monroe. Many friends are already there: Charlie Brown, the corrections officer with her prisoner, Prince Charming and the Wicked Queen from Sleeping Beauty. The party is just starting, but within an hour the music is pumping and everyone is dancing. Everyone had a SPOOK-TACULAR time!!!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
The Shopping Experience
We made arrangements with some new friends: David and his wife, Renee, to take us to the 3 major shopping areas to buy some things. Dan and I are not really prepared with a list, nor are we ready for the prices. Things are so expensive. (between $9-$12 for a box of cereal!!) We buy very little, only basics we know we will use.
The first store we went to is Goodies. It has 2 levels. The bottom level is a simple grocery store with a cheese counter, meat counter and bakery. We are not ready to experiment too much so we stick with what we know. There are some items and brand names we know and others which are imported. We try both. The upper level of Goodies carries simple furniture and home decorations along with household items. But, again, very expensive.
Next we battle traffic and go to Park n Shop. The layout is similar to that of Goodies with two levels. Groceries on the first level, but I did not travel upstairs to see what is available there. Here we can buy a phone for me to use locally. They can sell us the phone, but we must go somewhere else to buy minutes for the phone.
Lastly we go to the The Palms Mall. There are many different stores as well as a coffee shop and movie theater. We look into one store called GAME. We are told it is a lot like Target, but we do not stay to look around. Another popular store in the mall is Shop-Rite. Again, another grocery store. Here there is a greater selection of fruits and vegetables along with staple items and cleaning products. The crowds are crazy. None of the stores take credit, so everyone must walk around with wads of cash to pay for their purchases.
Here in Nigeria we use the Naira as the form of currency. They come in bills and some coins, but most stores to not accept coins. Notes come in denominations of N5, N10, N20, N50, N100, N200, N500, N1000. Just to give you and idea; N1000 is about $8.50. We were told to keep our money separated into different pockets, just to protect ourselves and allow for “dashing” when we need to. Dashing is paying a little something for a service. It could be the area boys who carry your bags, or an attendant who helps to stop traffic so you can back out of a parking spot.
Later in the afternoon, Dan and I do venture out across the street to buy a few vegetables from a local woman who has a stand. Another new thing… soak all the fruits and vegetables in water with “Milton” (a bleach solution) for 20 minutes then soak in clean, distilled water, then allow to dry. We probably paid too much, but we did not do a very good job of making our point. We will have to get better at bartering. Bought apples, a cucumber, and a pineapple that smelled so sweet and delicious.
Things are different, but the more we get around, the more accustomed we become to the mannerism of the culture.
The first store we went to is Goodies. It has 2 levels. The bottom level is a simple grocery store with a cheese counter, meat counter and bakery. We are not ready to experiment too much so we stick with what we know. There are some items and brand names we know and others which are imported. We try both. The upper level of Goodies carries simple furniture and home decorations along with household items. But, again, very expensive.
Next we battle traffic and go to Park n Shop. The layout is similar to that of Goodies with two levels. Groceries on the first level, but I did not travel upstairs to see what is available there. Here we can buy a phone for me to use locally. They can sell us the phone, but we must go somewhere else to buy minutes for the phone.
Lastly we go to the The Palms Mall. There are many different stores as well as a coffee shop and movie theater. We look into one store called GAME. We are told it is a lot like Target, but we do not stay to look around. Another popular store in the mall is Shop-Rite. Again, another grocery store. Here there is a greater selection of fruits and vegetables along with staple items and cleaning products. The crowds are crazy. None of the stores take credit, so everyone must walk around with wads of cash to pay for their purchases.
Here in Nigeria we use the Naira as the form of currency. They come in bills and some coins, but most stores to not accept coins. Notes come in denominations of N5, N10, N20, N50, N100, N200, N500, N1000. Just to give you and idea; N1000 is about $8.50. We were told to keep our money separated into different pockets, just to protect ourselves and allow for “dashing” when we need to. Dashing is paying a little something for a service. It could be the area boys who carry your bags, or an attendant who helps to stop traffic so you can back out of a parking spot.
Later in the afternoon, Dan and I do venture out across the street to buy a few vegetables from a local woman who has a stand. Another new thing… soak all the fruits and vegetables in water with “Milton” (a bleach solution) for 20 minutes then soak in clean, distilled water, then allow to dry. We probably paid too much, but we did not do a very good job of making our point. We will have to get better at bartering. Bought apples, a cucumber, and a pineapple that smelled so sweet and delicious.
Things are different, but the more we get around, the more accustomed we become to the mannerism of the culture.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Our First Impressions
We arrived at the Lagos airport late Thursday afternoon. The airport is run down; an old, rusted out plane sits off to the side of the landing strip. It looks like something one would see in an old movie. (But it is real!)
We moved through the airport which is eerily quiet. We met the sponsors needed to expedite our time in the airport. There are 5 of us who just arrived at the airport who will be traveling together to the island of Ikoyi: the two of us, a Marine, and 2 Navy officers. I am feeling much better about the whole situation. The armored car that takes us across the mainland and over to the island helps as well!
When we walk out of the airport, we meet Dan’s office sponsor, Erin. She is so energetic. It is easy to see that she loves being in Africa and is taking advantage of her time here.
The trip into town was eye-opening. We were in an armored van. The streets were just as crowded as all the videos show. Traffic is slow with cars just pushing in wherever they can get an inch. LOTS of stop and go. Many pot holes as we get closer to our residence. People line the streets selling whatever they can. Shacks and falling down buildings served as homes. There are groups of people gathered around fires, cooking a meal and sharing with those around.
Motorcycles are all over the streets. There are no real traffic rules. They do not paint any traffic lanes, there are no stop lights or stop signs (and even if there were, they would only be a suggestion) these motorcycles share the lanes with cars, coming up on either side. I find out later that the motorcycles are a taxi service for the locals. (No helmets or protective wear, and everyone riding is wearing flip flops.)
Once we arrive on our island, so many more streets have huge pot holes. Cars are swerving around these holes; moving into oncoming traffic. It is a little scary. I had a pretty tight grip on the seat in front of me. (A little white knuckled!!)
We arrived at our new home in a relatively short period of time. There our social sponsor, Deanie, was busy setting up the necessary household items from the welcome kit. (sheets, pots, pans, dishes, etc.) Deanie ordered Thai and we had dinner together. After she left we fell into bed.
It was a very long day. But we are in Lagos!!
Our adventure begins!
We moved through the airport which is eerily quiet. We met the sponsors needed to expedite our time in the airport. There are 5 of us who just arrived at the airport who will be traveling together to the island of Ikoyi: the two of us, a Marine, and 2 Navy officers. I am feeling much better about the whole situation. The armored car that takes us across the mainland and over to the island helps as well!
When we walk out of the airport, we meet Dan’s office sponsor, Erin. She is so energetic. It is easy to see that she loves being in Africa and is taking advantage of her time here.
The trip into town was eye-opening. We were in an armored van. The streets were just as crowded as all the videos show. Traffic is slow with cars just pushing in wherever they can get an inch. LOTS of stop and go. Many pot holes as we get closer to our residence. People line the streets selling whatever they can. Shacks and falling down buildings served as homes. There are groups of people gathered around fires, cooking a meal and sharing with those around.
Motorcycles are all over the streets. There are no real traffic rules. They do not paint any traffic lanes, there are no stop lights or stop signs (and even if there were, they would only be a suggestion) these motorcycles share the lanes with cars, coming up on either side. I find out later that the motorcycles are a taxi service for the locals. (No helmets or protective wear, and everyone riding is wearing flip flops.)
Once we arrive on our island, so many more streets have huge pot holes. Cars are swerving around these holes; moving into oncoming traffic. It is a little scary. I had a pretty tight grip on the seat in front of me. (A little white knuckled!!)
We arrived at our new home in a relatively short period of time. There our social sponsor, Deanie, was busy setting up the necessary household items from the welcome kit. (sheets, pots, pans, dishes, etc.) Deanie ordered Thai and we had dinner together. After she left we fell into bed.
It was a very long day. But we are in Lagos!!
Our adventure begins!
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Ahhh, Paris! Ooo la la!
Wednesday morning we arrived in Paris. (Earlier than we had anticipated, lucky us.) We made it through customs and retrieved our luggage without any problems. But, because of the number of bags we carried, we had to switch taxis at the airport. Our first driver could not make all the bags fit and still leave room for us.
We arrived at our hotel located on the fringes of the Latin Quarter. We were too early to check in so we left our bags and went looking for breakfast. Even with the sun shining brightly, the weather was much cooler than we had expected. After our cafés, baguettes with jam, and croissants we went in search of warmer outerwear. We did not think we would be buying coats and sweaters in Paris, but my, they helped to keep us warm.
We spent a good portion of the morning just wandering the streets, taking pictures, and looking into the shops. We found our favorite crepe stand and enjoyed a delicious banana and Nutella crepe. We bought tickets for an afternoon boat tour along the Seine. It was lovely! The sun warmed us as we sat in the back of the boat enjoying the sights and trying not to fall asleep. Jet lag was hitting us!!
Instead of giving in and taking a nap, we went back to the hotel to freshen up. That did the trick. (But I just don’t know how to “neatly” take a shower without a shower curtain and not flood the bathroom!!!!) Nonetheless, we were rejuvenated and ready to head back down to the Latin Quarter. Jumping on the Metro, we walked along the cobblestone streets, found a quaint café where we enjoyed a glass of wine and watched people heading home.
Again we took to the streets in search of a restaurant which was serving outside along the sidewalks. We found a charming restaurant where we ordered mussels, bread, and wine. What a perfect end to a perfect day!!
The lack of sleep caught up to us and we returned to the hotel for an early night. Morning came too quickly, we were up and moving and eating breakfast by 7:00am, in order to catch a taxi ride to the airport.
Our flight was just a little late, (because we were shuttled from the jet way over to the plane) but no major difficulties. Flight was easy. (Another 6 hour flight) We arrived in Lagos at 4:30 local time. (5 hours ahead of EST)
And now Lagos, Nigeia…………
Thinking of you,
Chris and Dan
We arrived at our hotel located on the fringes of the Latin Quarter. We were too early to check in so we left our bags and went looking for breakfast. Even with the sun shining brightly, the weather was much cooler than we had expected. After our cafés, baguettes with jam, and croissants we went in search of warmer outerwear. We did not think we would be buying coats and sweaters in Paris, but my, they helped to keep us warm.
We spent a good portion of the morning just wandering the streets, taking pictures, and looking into the shops. We found our favorite crepe stand and enjoyed a delicious banana and Nutella crepe. We bought tickets for an afternoon boat tour along the Seine. It was lovely! The sun warmed us as we sat in the back of the boat enjoying the sights and trying not to fall asleep. Jet lag was hitting us!!
Instead of giving in and taking a nap, we went back to the hotel to freshen up. That did the trick. (But I just don’t know how to “neatly” take a shower without a shower curtain and not flood the bathroom!!!!) Nonetheless, we were rejuvenated and ready to head back down to the Latin Quarter. Jumping on the Metro, we walked along the cobblestone streets, found a quaint café where we enjoyed a glass of wine and watched people heading home.
Again we took to the streets in search of a restaurant which was serving outside along the sidewalks. We found a charming restaurant where we ordered mussels, bread, and wine. What a perfect end to a perfect day!!
The lack of sleep caught up to us and we returned to the hotel for an early night. Morning came too quickly, we were up and moving and eating breakfast by 7:00am, in order to catch a taxi ride to the airport.
Our flight was just a little late, (because we were shuttled from the jet way over to the plane) but no major difficulties. Flight was easy. (Another 6 hour flight) We arrived in Lagos at 4:30 local time. (5 hours ahead of EST)
And now Lagos, Nigeia…………
Thinking of you,
Chris and Dan
The Big Apple
Sunday, September 14, 2008.
We arrived in NYC early Sunday morning. Flight was easy, taxi ride to our hotel, not so easy. The taxi had only 2 gears: really fast and STOP! Our driver also enjoyed driving between the lanes. My best guess was that it gave him greater opportunities to jump from lane to lane. (Bet you did not know that taxis could jump, did you???) But the ride had our hearts beating rapidly in our chests and our adrenaline pumping; we were ready for a beautiful day in The Big Apple.
Sunday was sunny and HOT. We were able to walk the streets and enjoy the sights. We started out by strolling down 48th to Broadway.
Lucky us!! The annual event of “Broadway on Broadway” was taking place. Actors, actresses and a live band performed top songs from this year’s productions. The streets were closed off; people gathered on the bleachers (set up for this event) lined the streets, and sang along with the performers. It was a great afternoon. We were so inspired; we bought tickets to see a show. We saw “Avenue Q!” on Monday night. As Dan described it to me, “It is Sesame Street for adults!!” Really cute! Catchy tunes! Very funny!! (Not for the faint of heart)
Later that evening we met up with Ed who took the train in from Albany. (Ed is a college roommate of Dan’s). He was only in for a few hours so we made the most of our time together. We went to a wine and cheese restaurant where the cheese was incredible, the wine was wonderful, and our waiter was snooty. We thought we were in Paris already. Then, to try something new, we went over to a Korean BBQ for dinner. That was fun! I highly suggest you try it!
Monday, Dan was in training. I tried to “be seen” on the Today Show, but it was not to be my time in the spotlight. Oh well, maybe some time soon!
Later, just by chance, I was able to meet with Jenn’s sisters-in-law. Annie and Jill flew in from California to visit friends. What a great surprise! We walked Madison and 5th Avenues looking for the perfect little purchase. Nothing stopped us until we went into Tiffany’s. Only Annie walked out with “the little blue bag”! Lucky girl!!!
Later when Dan was back, we took time to walk through Central Park. It is such a wonderful place to go and TOTALLY forget you are in the middle of a huge city. We then returned to the hotel to prep for dinner and the show. Again, it was a fantastic time.
Tuesday we woke to clouds and a much cooler day. We went for breakfast then walked the streets. Lunch was in a little café as we watched the city hustle around us. By 2:00 we were at the airport for Dan’s second day of consultations. In preparation for our time in Paris, I chose a seat near a crepe stand to wait for Dan. Ooo la la!
Our time in New York was just wonderful. It was a very nice way to spend our last 2 days in the US. Oh my.
Sadly we say “good-bye” to our family and friends, or better yet, we will say “see you all again soon.” Please know that you are in our thoughts. We will miss you terribly. Be sure to keep in touch!
Take care, Dan and Chris
Talk to you again soon from Paris!!
We arrived in NYC early Sunday morning. Flight was easy, taxi ride to our hotel, not so easy. The taxi had only 2 gears: really fast and STOP! Our driver also enjoyed driving between the lanes. My best guess was that it gave him greater opportunities to jump from lane to lane. (Bet you did not know that taxis could jump, did you???) But the ride had our hearts beating rapidly in our chests and our adrenaline pumping; we were ready for a beautiful day in The Big Apple.
Sunday was sunny and HOT. We were able to walk the streets and enjoy the sights. We started out by strolling down 48th to Broadway.
Lucky us!! The annual event of “Broadway on Broadway” was taking place. Actors, actresses and a live band performed top songs from this year’s productions. The streets were closed off; people gathered on the bleachers (set up for this event) lined the streets, and sang along with the performers. It was a great afternoon. We were so inspired; we bought tickets to see a show. We saw “Avenue Q!” on Monday night. As Dan described it to me, “It is Sesame Street for adults!!” Really cute! Catchy tunes! Very funny!! (Not for the faint of heart)
Later that evening we met up with Ed who took the train in from Albany. (Ed is a college roommate of Dan’s). He was only in for a few hours so we made the most of our time together. We went to a wine and cheese restaurant where the cheese was incredible, the wine was wonderful, and our waiter was snooty. We thought we were in Paris already. Then, to try something new, we went over to a Korean BBQ for dinner. That was fun! I highly suggest you try it!
Monday, Dan was in training. I tried to “be seen” on the Today Show, but it was not to be my time in the spotlight. Oh well, maybe some time soon!
Later, just by chance, I was able to meet with Jenn’s sisters-in-law. Annie and Jill flew in from California to visit friends. What a great surprise! We walked Madison and 5th Avenues looking for the perfect little purchase. Nothing stopped us until we went into Tiffany’s. Only Annie walked out with “the little blue bag”! Lucky girl!!!
Later when Dan was back, we took time to walk through Central Park. It is such a wonderful place to go and TOTALLY forget you are in the middle of a huge city. We then returned to the hotel to prep for dinner and the show. Again, it was a fantastic time.
Tuesday we woke to clouds and a much cooler day. We went for breakfast then walked the streets. Lunch was in a little café as we watched the city hustle around us. By 2:00 we were at the airport for Dan’s second day of consultations. In preparation for our time in Paris, I chose a seat near a crepe stand to wait for Dan. Ooo la la!
Our time in New York was just wonderful. It was a very nice way to spend our last 2 days in the US. Oh my.
Sadly we say “good-bye” to our family and friends, or better yet, we will say “see you all again soon.” Please know that you are in our thoughts. We will miss you terribly. Be sure to keep in touch!
Take care, Dan and Chris
Talk to you again soon from Paris!!
Monday, September 29, 2008
All's Well In Lagos
Just a quick note to tell you that Chris and I are aware of the e-mail sent out Saturday and that despite its message, all is well. Our apologies that you were bothered with more spam.
There seems to have been no real mischief outside of losing access to my hotmail account.
I will hope that each of you will appreciate the fact that even in distress, I would write a more coherent message than the one you received. I would never send a broadcast e-mail without proofreading it, even if writing it at the point of a gun.
Chris has more posts to publish. But, alas, the only Internet access I have for the moment is at work.
More soon.
There seems to have been no real mischief outside of losing access to my hotmail account.
I will hope that each of you will appreciate the fact that even in distress, I would write a more coherent message than the one you received. I would never send a broadcast e-mail without proofreading it, even if writing it at the point of a gun.
Chris has more posts to publish. But, alas, the only Internet access I have for the moment is at work.
More soon.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Our last few weeks in DC....
Well, it is starting to feel real.
OMG, just 3 weeks away!!!!!
On
I am so glad I made a working check list. It has been so helpful. Dan and I have been extremely busy making appointments and completing as many things as we can, so we don't run into doing things in the "13th" hour. It looks like we will be sending the car sooner than we thought. Probably, next week. They say the sooner we can get it to the
We have finished with our shots, and have received our Malaria pills. All medical appointments are finished!! Yahoo!!
We are reviewing that list and narrowing the number of items we will have shipped to
Along with our purchases, Mom and Dad have been kind enough to take a trip to Sam’s for us. So along with our items, we will also have all the products they bought for us as well. Sadly, we are running out of room. Soon, there will be single pathways between the door and living room, and from the living room to the bed. Not much extra room to work with. Tight fit!!!!!
Great Way To See The City
So, Dan and I decided that it would be a good idea to enjoy this beautiful city while we are still here. What better way than to take a tour? But not just any tour; we booked a Twilight Tour on Segways. (You know; those cool, 2-wheel, self-balancing, electric vehicles. Police use them at malls and airports for easy transportation)
TOO MUCH FUN!!! We highly recommend the experience!!!!
Last Sunday evening we toured the downtown area of
We jumped on, one-by-one, and got a feel for how they worked. Dan was first. He did a great job. He looked smooth and natural. I, too, thought it was easy to become accustomed to the maneuverability of the Segway. Once we were all ready (there were 8 of us) she turned on our Segways, helped us to jump on, and off we went. It was a great time.
The key, she said, is to use your feet and toes. Press your toes down to move forward and then lean back on your heels to slow down and move backwards.We had to start at “turtle pace” until we became more comfortable. Then she let us go!!!!
If you have an opportunity to ride a Segway, do it!!! It is a great time. It does not take long to get a feel for how it moves and it is so exhilarating!! Be sure to take a look at the pictures we have posted.
We are trying our best to take advantage of our last few weeks here in DC.
I think we are doing a pretty good job!!!
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